Is it not of the imagination that the sharpest pleasures arise?
MARQUIS DE SADEThere are thorns everywhere, but along the path of vice, roses bloom above them.
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The infant breaks his toy, bites his nurse’s breast, strangles his canary long before he is able to reason; cruelty is stamped in animals, in whom, as I think I have said, Nature’s laws are more emphatically to be read than in ourselves; cruelty exists amongst savages.
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There are thorns everywhere, but along the path of vice, roses bloom above them.
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What we are doing here is only the image of what we would like to do.
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In an age that is utterly corrupt, the best policy is to do as others do.
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Evil is… a moral entity and not a created one, an eternal and not a perishable entity: it existed before the world; it constituted the monstrous, the execrable being who was also to fashion such a hideous world. It will hence exist after the creatures which people this world
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My manner of thinking, so you say, cannot be approved. Do you suppose I care?
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The completest submissiveness is your lot, and that is all.
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Religions are the cradles of despotism.
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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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Sex without pain is like food without taste
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What do I see there but a frail being forever unable to bring man to heel and force him to bend a knee. This creature, although emanated from him, dominates him, knows how to offend him and thereby merit torments eternally! What a weak fellow, this God!
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What is more immoral than war?
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Conversation, like certain portions of the anatomy, always runs more smoothly when lubricated.
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Conscience is not the voice of Nature but only the voice of prejudice.
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Pregnancies are damaging to health, spoil the figure, wither the charms, and it’s the cloud of uncertainty forever hanging over these events that darkens a husband’s mood.
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