That everything around you give you its utter attention, think only of you, care only for you…every man wants to be a tyrant when he fornicates.
MARQUIS DE SADENever may an act of possession be exercised upon a free being; the exclusive possession of a woman is no less unjust than the possession of slaves.
More Marquis de Sade Quotes
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All universal moral principles are idle fancies.
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There is a kind of pleasure which comes from sacrilege or the profanation of the objects offered us for worship.
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I think that if there were a God, there would be less evil on this earth. I believe that if evil exists here below, then either it was willed by God or it was beyond His powers to prevent it.
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What crimes would have been spared the world, if they had choked the first imbecile who thought of speaking of you.
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The degradation which characterizes the state into which you plunge him by punishing him pleases, amuses, and delights him.
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Love Is Stronger Than Pride
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Chimerical and empty being, your name alone has caused more blood to flow on the face of the earth than any political war ever will.
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There are thorns everywhere, but along the path of vice, roses bloom above them.
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Do not breed. Nothing gives less pleasure than childbearing.
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We devastate the world, we repopulate it with new objects which, in turn, we immolate. The means to every crime is ours, and we employ them all, we multiply the horror a hundredfold.
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Virtue can procure only an imaginary happiness; true felicity lies only in the senses, and virtue gratifies none of them.
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There is no God, Nature sufficeth unto herself; in no wise hath she need of an author.
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I’ve already told you: the only way to a woman’s heart is along the path of torment. I know none other as sure.
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My manner of thinking stems straight from my considered reflections; it holds with my existence, with the way I am made. It is not in my power to alter it; and were it, I’d not do so.
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I write what I see, the endless procession to the guillotine. Were all lined up, waiting for the crunch of the blade…
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