In our society, we've become myopic and obsessive about one particular kind of love: dyadic love, which takes the form of romance, sex, marriage. As a result we end up asking all the wrong questions. Books about relationships talk about how to "get" the love you need, how to "keep" love, and so on. But the right question to ask is "How do I become a more loving human being?
—Sam Keen
I can remember when the air was clean and sex was dirty.
—George Burns
Women need a reason to have sex. Men just need a place.
—Billy Crystal
You know "that look" women get when they want sex? Me neither.
—Steve Martin
I have a self-esteem problem. During sex I fantasize that I'm someone else.
—Richard Lewis
The Americans, who are the most efficient people on earth, . . . have invented so wide a range of pithy and hackneyed phrases that they can carry on a conversation without giving a moment's reflection to what they are saying and so leave their minds free to consider the more important matters of big business and fornication.
—W. Somerset Maugham
Why are sex and violence always linked? I'm afraid they'll blur together in people's minds — sexandviolence — until we can't tell them apart. I expect to hear a newscaster say, "The mob became unruly and the police were forced to resort to sex.
—Dick Cavett
It is with our passions, as it is with fire and water, they are good servants but bad masters.
—Aesop
Confidence is the sexiest thing a woman can have. It's much sexier than any body part.
—Aimee Mullins
Any piece of clothing can be sexy with a quietly passionate woman inside it.
—Unknown
Instead of fulfilling the promise of infinite orgasmic bliss, sex in the America of the feminine mystique is becoming a strangely joyless national compulsion, if not a contemptuous mockery.
—Betty Friedan
Mortal lovers must not try to remain at the first step; for lasting passion is the dream of a harlot and from it we wake in despair.
—C. S. Lewis
It's just human. We all have the jungle inside of us. We all have wants and needs and desires, strange as they may seem. If you stop to think about it, we're all pretty creative, cooking up all these fantasies. it's like a kind of poetry.
—Diane Frolov and Andrew Schneider
Sexually,we are all competing for the same seat on the bus and the thing that holds it together is the tightly held conceit that we are all sexual gods. How can I believe in my own uniqueness when there's a cat out there exactly the same as me?
—Jeff Melvoin
A man can sleep around, no questions asked, but if a woman makes nineteen or twenty mistakes she's a tramp.
—Joan Rivers