Social order at the expense of liberty is hardly a bargain.
MARQUIS DE SADEI have destroyed everything in my heart that might have interfered with my pleasure.
More Marquis de Sade Quotes
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Sex without pain is like food without taste
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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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If it is not, why make laws for its punishment? And if it is, by what barbarous logic do you, to punish it, duplicate it by another crime?
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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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There is no more lively sensation than that of pain; its impressions are certain and dependable, they never deceive as may those of the pleasure women perpetually feign and almost never experience.
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I’ve been to Hell. You’ve only read about it.
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We monsters are necessary to nature also.
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The most fortunate of persons is he who has the most means to satisfy his vagaries.
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The reasoning man who scorns the prejudices of simpletons necessarily becomes the enemy of simpletons; he must expect as much, and laugh at the inevitable.
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Conscience is not the voice of Nature but only the voice of prejudice.
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Happiness is an abstraction, it is a product of the imagination, it is a way of being moved, which depends entirely on our way of seeing and feeling.
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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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Lust is to the other passions what the nervous fluid is to life; it supports them all, lends strength to them all ambition, cruelty, avarice, revenge, are all founded on lust.
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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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