How delightful are the pleasures of the imagination! In those delectable moments, the whole world is ours; not a single creature resists us.
MARQUIS DE SADEMurder is a horror, but an often necessary horror, never criminal, which it is essential to tolerate in a republican State. Is it or is it not a crime?
More Marquis de Sade Quotes
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My passions, concentrated on a single point, resemble the rays of a sun assembled by a magnifying glass: they immediately set fire to whatever object they find in their way.
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Here am I: at one stroke incestuous, adulteress, sodomite, and all that in a girl who only lost her maidenhead today! What progress, my friends with what rapidity I advance along the thorny road of vice!
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Cruelty, very far from being a vice, is the first sentiment Nature injects in us all.
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Can we become other than what we are?
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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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There is no God, Nature sufficeth unto herself; in no wise hath she need of an author.
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Sex without pain is like food without taste
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Prejudice is the sole author of infamies: how many acts are so qualified by an opinion forged out of naught but prejudice!
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In an age that is utterly corrupt, the best policy is to do as others do.
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Now I cannot bring myself to fear a God who is either spiteful or weak. I defy Him without fear and care not a fig for his thunderbolts.
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Happiness lies only in that which excites, and the only thing that excites is crime.
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It requires only two things to win credit for a miracle: a mountebank and a number of silly women.
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Destruction, hence, like creation, is one of Nature’s mandates.
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She had already allowed her delectable lover to pluck that flower which, so different from the rose to which it is nevertheless sometimes compared, has not the same faculty of being reborn each spring.
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God strung up his own son like a side of veal. I shudder to think what he would do to me.
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