What does one want when one is engaged in the sexual act?
MARQUIS DE SADENow 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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Conversation, like certain portions of the anatomy, always runs more smoothly when lubricated.
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How delightful are the pleasures of the imagination! In those delectable moments, the whole world is ours; not a single creature resists us.
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Get it into your head once and for all, my simple and very fainthearted fellow, that what fools call humanness is nothing but a weakness born of fear and egoism; that this chimerical virtue, enslaving only weak men, is unknown to those whose character is formed by stoicism, courage, and philosophy.
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Imperious, choleric, irascible, extreme in everything, with a dissolute imagination the like of which has never been seen, atheistic to the point of fanaticism, there you have me in a nutshell, and kill me again or take me as I am, for I shall not change.
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Sex should be a perfect balance of pain and pleasure. Without that symmetry, sex becomes a routine rather than an indulgence.
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Happiness lies only in that which excites, and the only thing that excites is crime.
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Anything beyond the limits and grasp of the human mind is either illusion or futility; and because your god having to be one or the other of the two, in the first instance I should be mad to believe in him, and in the second a fool.
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Happiness is ideal, it is the work of the imagination.
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You say that my way of thinking cannot be tolerated? What of it? The man who alters his way of thinking to suit othere is a fool.
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Certain souls seem hard because they are capable of strong feelings, and they sometimes go to rather extreme lengths; their apparent unconcern and cruelty are but ways, known only to themselves, of feeling more strongly than others.
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We monsters are necessary to nature also.
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We are no guiltier in following the primative impulses that govern us than is the Nile for her floods or the sea for her waves.
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Sexual pleasure is, I agree, a passion to which all others are subordinate but in which they all unite.
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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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Even those that are not frightful, and there is not one amongst them all that cannot be demonstrated within the boundaries of nature.
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Between understanding and faith immediate connections must subsist.
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One is never so dangerous when one has no shame, than when one has grown too old to blush.
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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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There is no God, Nature sufficeth unto herself; in no wise hath she need of an author.
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Are your convictions so fragile that mine cannot stand in opposition to them? Is your God so illusory that the presence of my Devil reveals his insufficiency?
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Religions are the cradles of despotism.
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Behold, my love, behold all that I simultaneously do: scandal, seduction, bad example, incest, adultery, sodomy!
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If Nature denies eternity to beings, it follows that their destruction is one of her laws.
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Those laws, being forged for universal application, are in perpetual conflict with personal interest, just as personal interest is always in contradiction with the general interest.
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If it is the dirty element that gives pleasure to the act of lust, then the dirtier it is, the more pleasurable it is bound to be.
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Thread of their days without pity, and in the midst of life, without ever concerning themselves with this fatal moment, living as though they were to exist for ever, they disappear into the obscure cloud of immortality, uncertain of the fate which lies in store for them.
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