#sex

Chastity - the most unnatural of all the sexual perversions. ↗

— Aldous Huxley

#most #sexual #unnatural

I prefer love over sex. ↗

— Enrique Iglesias

#love #over #prefer #sex

I'm Anna Paquin. I'm bisexual and I give a damn. ↗

— Anna Paquin

#bisexual #damn #give #i

Sexual self-restraint is only a preliminary stage in the ego's evolution. ↗

— Muhammad Iqbal

#evolution #only #preliminary #self-restraint #sexual

I don't mind being burdened with being glamorous and sexual. Beauty and femininity are ageless and can't be contrived, and glamour, although the manufacturers won't like this, cannot be manufactured. Not real glamour; it's based on femininity. ↗

— Marilyn Monroe

#beauty #glamour #sexuality #art

We are all born sexual creatures,thank God, but it's a pity so many people despise and crush this natural gift. ↗

— Marilyn Monroe

#femininity #sex #beauty

Men marry women with the hope they will never change. Women marry men with the hope they will change. Invariably they are both disappointed. ↗

— Albert Einstein

#gender-stereotypes #marriage #men-and-women #change

I don't know the question, but sex is definitely the answer. ↗

— Woody Allen

#life #sex #humor

In a perfect world, you could fuck people without giving them a piece of your heart. And every glittering kiss and every touch of flesh is another shard of heart you’ll never see again. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#sex #love

It was a little like Into the Sands, with Claude Barron, which she'd seen a couple of weeks ago. In that picture Claude Barron enlists in the Foreign Legion because Rita Carrol marries another guy. The other guy turns out to be a cheater and drinker, and so Rita Carrol leaves him and travels out to the desert where Claude Barron if fighting the Arabs. By the time Rita Carrol gets there he’s in the hospital, wounded, or not a hospital really but just a tent and she tells him she loves him and Claude Barron says, “I went into the desert to forget about you. But the sand was the color of your hair. The desert sky was the color of your eyes. There was nowhere I could go that wouldn’t be you.” And then he dies. Tessie cried buckets. Her mascara ran, staining the collar of her blouse something awful. ↗

— Jeffrey Eugenides

#pg- #love