Most popular sex quotes
Parents who tell their offspring that sex is an act performed only for procreation do everyone a serious disservice.
Love ain't nothing but sex misspelled.
Love is the answer, but while you are waiting for the answer, sex raises some pretty good questions.
Only the human mind invents categories and tries to force facts into separated pigeon-holes. The living world is a continuum in each and every one of its aspects. The sooner we learn this concerning human sexual behavior, the sooner we shall reach a sound understanding of the realities of sex.
Sex is the divine in its most available epiphany.
"Natural" is a very dangerous word to use about sexuality ... Our society's notions of normality are completely fake and meta-trendy, since they rely on the changing standards of superstition, religion, Christianity and gender bias to define themselves. Americans, in particular, exhibit very childish reactions to sexual practices that are new to them, much like little kids who are offered a vegetable they haven't seen before: "That's disgusting!" "But darling, you haven't even tried it!" "I don't care, I hate it, I hate it!"
Is sex dirty? Only when it's being done right.
My own belief is that there is hardly anyone whose sexual life, if it were broadcast, would not fill the world at large with surprise and horror.
You must acknowledge deep in your heart of hearts that people are supposed to fuck. It is our main purpose in life, and all those other activities—playing the trumpet, vacuuming carpets, reading mystery novels, eating chocolate mousse—are just ways of passing the time until you can fuck again.
Of all the sexual aberrations, chastity is the strangest.
Sex is hardly ever just about sex.
Whoever named it necking was a poor judge of anatomy.
All lovers swear more performance than they are able.
Male sexual response is far brisker and more automatic. It is triggered easily by things - like putting a quarter in a vending machine.
The man takes a body that is not his, claims it, sows his so called seed, reaps a harvest – he colonizes a female body, robs it of its natural resources, controls it.
Girls who put out are tramps. Girls who don't are ladies. This is, however, a rather archaic usage of the word. Should one of you boys happen upon a girl who doesn't put out, do not jump to the conclusion that you have found a lady. What you have probably found is a lesbian.
I've always gone along with the view that, first, the surest guarantee of sexual success is sexual success (you can't have one without the other and you can't have the other without the one), and, second, that the trappings of sexual success are only fleetingly distinguishable from sexual success itself.
For lovers, touch is metamorphosis. All the parts of their bodies seem to change, and they seem to become something different and better.
Too much of a good thing can be taxing.
There may be some things better than sex, and there may be some things worse. But there's nothing exactly like it.
Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love, and let us judge all the rumors of the old men to be worth just one penny! The suns are able to fall and rise: When that brief light has fallen for us, we must sleep a never ending night. Give me a thousand kisses.
You're not just sleeping with one person, you're sleeping with everyone they ever slept with.
When you look back on your life . . . what you really find out is that the only person You really go to bed with is yourself.
You must not force sex to do the work of love or love to do the work of sex.
It doesn't make any difference what you do in the bedroom as long as you don't do it in the street and frighten the horses.
I don't want to see any faces at this party I haven't sat on.
The zipless fuck is absolutely pure. It is free of ... And it is rarer than the unicorn.
Sex - the poor man's polo.
There is no greater nor keener pleasure than that of bodily love - and none which is more irrational.
Give me chastity and continence, but not just now.
Is it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance?
If it weren't for pickpockets I'd have no sex life at all.
She said "Do you mind if I sit down, 'cause I'm pregnant?" a woman said. I said in reply, "You don't look it. How long have you been pregnant?" She said, "Only ten minutes – but doesn't it make you feel tired?"
To err is human, but it feels divine.
Disapproval of homosexuality cannot justify invading the houses, hearts and minds of citizens who choose to live their lives differently.
Sex after ninety is like trying to shoot pool with a rope.
Sex is a sideshow in the world of the animal, for the dominant color of that world is fear.
With women the best aphrodisiac is words.
Food, sex, and liquor create their own appetite.
Sex gives us a glimpse or a concentration of the mind that would make us godlike if we could command it in other spheres.
Sex is a conversation carried out by other means.
Nobody dies from lack of sex. It's lack of love we die from.
Men want a woman whom they can turn on and off like a light switch.
In the duel of sex woman fights from a dreadnaught, and man from an open raft.
Sex is the last refuge of the miserable.
I was wondering today what the religion of the country is—and all I could come up with was sex.
Sex is like having dinner: sometimes you joke about the dishes, sometimes you take the meal seriously.
Love is music, and sex is only the instrument.
The price of shallow sex may be a corresponding loss of capacity for deep love.
It's pitch, sex is. Once you touch it, it clings to you.
Sex as something beautiful may soon disappear. Once it was a knife so finely honed the edge was invisible until it touched and then it cut deep. Now it is so blunt that it merely bruises and leaves ugly marks.
Sexuality is the lyricism of the masses.
Sex pleasure in woman...is a kind of magic spell; it demands complete abandon; if words or movements oppose the magic of caresses, the spell is broken.
Genitals are a great distraction to scholarship.
Sexual intercourse is kicking death in the ass while singing.
My mom always said men are like linoleum floors: Lay 'em right and you can walk all over them for 30 years.
Male sexual response is far brisker and more automatic: it is triggered easily by things, like putting a quarter in a vending machine.
Sex is only the liquid centre of the great Newberry Fruit of friendship.
Sex is the great amateur art.
Sex and golf are the two things you can enjoy even if you're not good at them.
For flavor, Instant Sex will never supersede the stuff you had to peel and cook.
Sex is a short cut to everything.
The act of sex, gratifying as it may be, is God's joke on humanity.
Sex finds us out. Sex sees through us. That's why it's so shattering. It strips us of appearances.
Sex in marriage is like medicine. Three times a day for the first week. Then once a day for another week. Then once every three or four days until the condition clears up.
Sex is identical to comedy in that it involves timing.
Warren could handle women as smoothly as operating an elevator. He knew exactly where to locate the top button. One flick and we were on the way.
The sexual embrace can only be compared with music and with prayer.
The main problem in marriage is that, for a man, sex is a hunger—like eating. If a man is hungry and can't get to a fancy French restaurant, he'll go to a hot dog stand. For a woman, what's important is love and romance.
Sexuality is the great field of battle between biology and society.
Sex is the consolation you have when you can't have love.
The cry of flesh calling to flesh must be the strongest thing in the world.
It is a crossing of a Rubicon in life history.
Despite a lifetime of service to the cause of sexual liberation, I have never caught a venereal disease, which makes me feel rather like an arctic explorer who has never had frostbite.
In a business society, the role of sex can be summed up in five pitiful little words. There is money in it.
Good lovers have known for centuries that the hand is probably the primary sex organ.
Sex is the gateway to life.
The major civilizing force in the world is not religion, it's sex.
Sex is the salt of life.
Sex is a discovery.
Sex is God's joke on the human race.
Sexual intercourse: always disappointing and often repulsive, like asking someone else to blow your own nose for you.
Sex is really only touch, the closest of all touch. And it's touch we're afraid of.
Sex is just another form of talk, where you act the words instead of saying them.
Sex is the root of which intuition is the foliage and beauty is the flower.
What sex is, we don't know, but it must be some sort of fire. For it always communicates a sense of warmth, of glow. And when this glow becomes a pure shine, then we feel the sense of beauty.
The safest sex is on the shore of abstinence. The next is with one faithful partner. If you insist on wading out into the turbulent waters of multiple sex partners—wear a life jacket.
There is nothing safe about sex. There never will be.
Hickeys are like PG-13 movies. You think they're pretty hot stuff after being limited to G and PG, but you never bother with them once you're seriously into R.
The sexual act has no resemblance to any other act: its demands are frenzied and participate in infinity. It is a tidal wave able to cover everything and bear away everything.
You mustn't force sex to do the work of love or love to do the work of sex.
It is the sex instinct that makes women seem beautiful, which they are only once in a blue moon, and men seem wise and brave, which they never are at all. Throttle it, denaturize it, take it away, and human existence would be reduced to the prosaic, laborious, boresome, imbecile level of life in an anthill.
To talk about adults without talking about their sex drives is like talking about a window without glass.
It is true I swim in a perpetual sea of sex but the actual excursions are fairly limited.
The sex organ has a poetic power, like a comet.
That's the trouble, a sex symbol becomes a thing. I just hate to be a thing.
Sex—in actual life—touches the heavens only when it simultaneously touches the gutter and the mud.
Sexual union is a holy moment in which a part of Heaven flows into the Earth.
Sex is like art. Most of it is pretty bad, and the good stuff is out of your price range.
That pathetic short-cut suggested by Nature the supreme joker as a remedy for our loneliness.
Sex is every man's loco spot.
Sex itself must always, it seems to me, come to us as a sacrament and be so used or it is meaningless.
Sex is the only form of entertainment where the performers are allowed to write their own reviews.
Graze on my lips; and if those hills be dry Stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie.
Sexuality is something, like nuclear energy, which may prove amenable to domestication, through scruple, but then again it may not.
Sex is like kissing with your entire body.
Sex is a body-contact sport. It is safe to watch but more fun to play.
Of the delights of this world man cares most for sexual intercourse. He will go any length for it—risk fortune, character, reputation, life itself.
Sex is like money; only too much is enough.
Sex and religion are bordering states. They use the same vocabulary, share like ecstasies, and often serve as a substitute for one another.
Sex is an emotion in motion.
Sex is the tabasco sauce which an adolescent national palate sprinkles on every course in the menu.
Sex and religion are closer to each other than either might prefer.