The idea of God is the sole wrong for which I cannot forgive mankind.
MARQUIS DE SADEDeep down he enjoys having gone so far as to deserve being treated in such a way.
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At all times, in every century, every age, there has been such a connection between despotism and religion that it is infinitely apparent and demonstrated a thousand times over, that in destroying one, the other must be undermined.
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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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The completest submissiveness is your lot, and that is all.
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It is always by way of pain one arrives at pleasure.
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Good for society, our laws are very bad for the individuals whereof it is composed; for, if they one time protect the individual, they hinder, trouble, fetter him for three quarters of his life.
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If Nature denies eternity to beings, it follows that their destruction is one of her laws.
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The imagination is the spur of delights… all depends upon it, it is the mainspring of everything; now, is it not by means of the imagination one knows joy? Is it not of the imagination that the sharpest pleasures arise?
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One must feel sorry for those who have strange tastes, but never insult them. Their wrong is Nature’s too; they are no more responsible for having come into the world with tendencies unlike ours than are we for being born bandy-legged or well-proportioned.
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A poor fool indeed is he who adopts a manner of thinking to suit other people!
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Lust’s passion will be served; it demands, it militates, it tyrannizes.
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The majority of pop stars are complete idiots in every respect.
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Beauty is a simple thing; ugliness is the exceptional thing. And fiery imaginations, no doubt, always prefer the extraordinary thing to the simple thing.
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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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I’ve been to Hell. You’ve only read about it.
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