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“How fares the thumb, boy? well? Aye, merry, ’tis the sign of the penis. With the women, look you, observe the ear. The parts…

— William H. Gass

“You couldn't find your dick in the dark, you scheming, sleaze-mongering scumwad.”

— Nenia Campbell

“The odd thing was, Dickie longed to experience that feeling. It wasn't any kind of death wish: there was not a suicidal cell in…

— Tom Robbins

“Knew all about the folly of moving on a target folly of be found inWhat he’d dreamed of for years—ce, and an HE female…

— Coreene Callahan

“Carpe Scrotum. Seize life by the testicles”

— Rowena Cherry

“I meant of course the whole portentous scrimmage of sex itself, the act of penetration which could lead a man to despair for the…

— Lawrence Durrell

“He gazed sadly at the threatening sky, at the burned-out remnants of a locust-plagued summer, and suddenly saw on the twig of an acacia,…

— László Krasznahorkai

“They were furious. Did he not know he might catch cold? Why did he not answer their hail? It was no good his telling…

— Patrick O'Brian

“Rojer!” his mother cried, stumbling towards the washing trough before falling to her knees. Screaming in pain, she reached back and got a firm…

— Peter V. Brett

“Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. "Beware…

— Lewis Carroll

A very little boy stood upon a heap of gravel for the honour of Rum Alley. He was throwing stones at howling urchins from…

— Stephen Crane

“Though Farmer Troutham had just hurt him, he was a boy who could not himself bear to hurt anything. He had never brought home…

— Thomas Hardy