Promiscuity turns sex into a sport, like arm-wrestling.
Pornography supplies the only really safe sex.
The Media: bold sex and violence, timid politics and morals.
I'm being treated like a sex object, cried the lady. No matter. I will take care of it, said Time soothingly.
Orgies are an early form of what will someday become sex by committee.
Spirituality now wanders from sex to drugs to art to revolution to violence--whatever seems to promise deliverance from the quotidian.
New York is full of abandoned churches. A Godless city, but full of superstitions on every subject--art, money, sex, food, health.
A dirty mind is a rich inner resource.
It is hard to speak of sex without being clinical, brutal, or romantic.
Blonds look angelic, but can (oh, happy!) be fleshy as well.
Sexual attraction makes the strangest bedfellows of all.
The popping of bubblegum discourages the most determined lecher.
Young girls giggle with nervous delight at the erections they inspire.
An illicit love affair seems sweetly old-fashioned in the age of one night stands and orgies.
Sign at the orgy: BODIES ONLY.
Sex is not imaginary, but it is not quite real either.
Everyone makes sexy sounds; relatively few, sexy sights.
God has replaced sex as the unmentionable.
Unlike art and sex, money always arouses interest.
People often are unsure whether or not they are in love, but they generally know whether or not they are having sex.
Sex and writing live on playful cruelties.
Only death goes deeper than sex.
Friendship is love minus sex and plus reason. Love is friendship plus sex minus reason
Amazing that the human race has taken enough time out from thinking about food or sex to create the arts and sciences.