Sadomasochism is an institutionalized celebration of dominant/subordinate relationships. And, it prepares us either to accept subordination or to enforce dominance. Even in… — Audre Lorde Copy Share Image
There is no big mystery to Tantra. It is in the allowance and grace of the breath. Breathe easy and naturally and… — Janet Robertson Copy Share Image
“Open your mind. See the world in all its splendid color. Truly look at the uniqueness of the people around you and… — Ella Dominguez Copy Share Image
In our modern society the image and mythic process has been taken over by corporations that directly control advertising and, indirectly, the… — Robert Lawlor Copy Share Image
Once one has realized, following the great English literary visionaries William Shakespeare and Thomas Nashe, that sexual puritanism, political disciplinarianism, and abuse… — John Milbank Copy Share Image
“I’m not a boy!” Dashan retorted hotly. “How dare you speak to me like that!” “I’ll speak to you any way I… — Annette Gisby Copy Share Image
There's a disciplined erotic component to it, so that the height of sexual contact is the embrace, the modest touch, a relatively… — Philip Kitcher Copy Share Image
A red rose peeping through a white? Or else a cherry (double graced) Within a lily? Centre placed? Or ever marked the… — Ovid Copy Share Image
“The first morning I really sat and watched him it was a Tuesday. I know that because Tuesday is trash day for… — Benjamin R. Smith Copy Share Image
A very common symptom in maniacal conditions is erotic excitement. This varies from mere coquetry, a somewhat extended application of the command… — Daniel Hack Tuke Copy Share Image
“He was quite possibly the most desirable man she had ever had the good fortune to lay her eyes upon and she… — C.P. Mandara Copy Share Image
Pornographic or erotic stories and pictures are worse than filthy or polluted food. The body has defenses to rid itself of unwholesome… — Dallin H. Oaks Copy Share Image
“She felt the cold blast from the sterile air conditioning on her bare arms and thighs, as she ambled down the center… — Jess C Scott Copy Share Image
Sappho is a great poet because she is a lesbian, which gives her erotic access to the Muse. Sappho and the homosexual-tending… — Camille Paglia Copy Share Image
“The very word erotic comes from the Greek word eros, the personification of love in all its aspects - born of Chaos,… — Audre Lorde Copy Share Image
I don't see [the jungle] so much erotic. I see it more full of obscenity. It's just - Nature here is vile… — Werner Herzog Copy Share Image
“I moaned then, tilting my head back to give him better access. His hands clamped on my waist, then moved—one going to… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
For more than a year, he'd felt destined to marry Isabel Arundell; now, suddenly, he wasn't so sure. He loved her, that… — Mark Hodder Copy Share Image
“God, I love your skin.” “My skin?” She glanced uncomprehendingly at her own arm when he rose from nibbling at her. “It’s… — Nalini Singh Copy Share Image
“his mouth finally reached the apex between my thighs, I cried out, forcing myself to shut up quickly because I was so… — Lily White Copy Share Image
“He leaned in even closer until she could count the bristles on his poorly shaven chin. “But you’re pretty. You can stay.… — Cari Silverwood Copy Share Image
“Recognizing the power of the erotic within our lives can give us the energy to pursue genuine change within our world, rather… — Audre Lorde Copy Share Image
“Gabriel slowly began rubbing his eyes, for in addition to suffering from one of the worst hangover headaches of his life, he… — Sylvain Reynard Copy Share Image
“Another unary photograph is the pornographic photograph (I am not saying the erotic photograph: the erotic is a pornographic that has been… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
“There is a schism in me, between the erotic and the intimate. One, by definition, negates the other. For me the pursuit… — Tobsha Learner Copy Share Image
I think because of these big issues of life and death that maybe sex feels like a crass question. But for Christ… — Chang-Rae Lee Copy Share Image
“He towered over her, dwarfing her with his height and the bulk of his body which was clothed in the way of… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
A photograph is both a pseudo-presence and a token of absence. Like a wood fire in a room, photographs-especially those of people,… — Susan Sontag Copy Share Image
“One second, he was in my mouth, my tongue flicking over the broad head of him; the next, his hands were on… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
Anna Journey, in her new book of poems, Vulgar Remedies, creates an alchemical self whose shimmering limbic / alembic lyrics distill the… — Carol Muske-Dukes Copy Share Image
“The private stories I made up for my own enjoyment tended toward the creation of slightly scary and definitely inhuman erotic machinery:… — Dorothy Allison Copy Share Image
“BDSM is like visiting a kinky Amusement Park. Once you pay the entry fee, you hop on an erotic roller coaster of… — Nikki Sex Copy Share Image
“There was, of course, the dildo that I have described (though the device, or the instrument, was what I learned, following Diana,… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“Breathless I look up at him and find him gazing at me with a wonder that my deep-seated insecurity finds hard to… — Rucy Ban Copy Share Image
And then he says, "The writer must be true to truth." And that's a killer, because the only way you can describe… — Joseph Campbell Copy Share Image
Elizabeth Taylor is, in my opinion, the greatest actress in film history. She instinctively understands the camera and its nonverbal intimacies. Opening… — Camille Paglia Copy Share Image
In literary representation, the distinction between the genuinely erotic and the licentious is a distinction not of subject-matter, but of perspective. The… — Roger Scruton Copy Share Image
“After a few seconds of scraping, I realize what he has isn’t a trail, it’s a whole forest! Ack! Weren’t all men supposed to… — Rucy Ban Copy Share Image
“Her hands groped around his neck, her fingers lacing through the thick shorn locks at the back of his head. The hard,… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“When he heard light, rushing footfalls, he turned his head. Someone was racing along the second-floor balcony. Then laughter drifted down from… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image