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7778b9a
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Catherine on her relationship with Kenneth (and a great quote in the wake of International Women's Week - and remember this is written by a male author even if it's put in the mouth of a woman): 'And what did I do, only slip my hand inside his own and say that maybe he should hold my hand instead for a while, and I can see the look on his face even to this day. The shock and the desire. Oh, I loved the power I had over him! The power I could sense in myself! You won't understand this but it's something that every girl realizes at some point in her life, usually when she's around fiteen or sixteen. Maybe it's even younger now. That she has more power than every man in the room combined, because men are weak and governed by their desires and their desperate need for women but women are strong. I've always believed that if women could only collectively harness the power that they have then they'd rule the world. But they don't. I don't know why. And for all their weakness and stupidity, men are smart enough to know that being in charge counts for a lot. They have that over us at least.' (p. 561-562)
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love
men-and-women
men-as-weak
power
sex
women-s-strength
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John Boyne |
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3c863e3
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Naw, I say. Mr ____, can tell you, I don't like it at all. What is it to like? He git up on you, heist your nightgown round your waist, plunge in. Most times I pretend I ain't there. He never know the difference. Never ast me how I feel, nothing. Just do his business, get off, go to sleep. She start to laugh. Do his business, she say. Do his business. Why, Miss Celie. You make it sound like he going to the toilet on you. That's what it feel like, I say. She stop laughing.
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direspect
humour
love
rape
relationship
sex
sexual-abuse
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Alice Walker |
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8aa30c7
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... what I wanted to get at is the value difference between pornographic playing cards when you're a kid, and pornographic playing cards when you're older. It's that when you're a kid you use the cards as a substitute for a real experience, and when you're older you use real experience as a substitute for the fantasy.
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pornography
sex
the-zoo-story
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Edward Albee |
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79e7365
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It had a sort of a head on it, like a mushroom, and its color was reddish purple. It looked blunt and stupid, compared, say, to fingers and toes with their intelligent expressiveness, or even to an elbow or a knee.
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sex
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Alice Munro |
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d99afbf
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"I've never seen or touched anything." "Can you explain then how you had children?" "You're right. It's true I have four kids. Four! But still I have never seen the male organ. He came into the bedroom, he turned off the light, and then Bam! Bam! Bam! and voila I was pregnant! What's more, I was granted four girls. So I have never seen penises."
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intercourse
iran
men
patriarchy
penis
sex
women
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Marjane Satrapi |
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7e394b3
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I was very invested in love but it was just this long sex thing that could end at any moment because after all, it's about getting off.
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illusion
investment
love
moment
relationship
sex
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Chuck Palahniuk |
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79a036f
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Not that it isn't great to see you. But it's not so great for you. What'd you do wrong? Laugh at his dick?
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humor
moira
sex
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Margaret Atwood |
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a7da334
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How much misery . . . how much needless despair has been caused by a series of biological mismatches, a misalignment of the hormones and pheromones? Resulting in the fact that the one you love so passionately won't or can't love you. As a species we're pathetic in that way: imperfectly monogamous. If we could only pair-bond for life, like gibbons, or else opt for total guilt-free promiscuity, there'd be no more sexual torment. Better plan - make it cyclical and also inevitable, as in the other mammals. You'd never want someone you couldn't have.
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love
sex
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Margaret Atwood |
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138f23e
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"I mean, I don't know much about the Civil War, but whenever I think of that time--I mean, ever since I've had these fantasies about those generals, those gorgeous young Southern generals with their tawny mustaches and beards, and hair in ringlets, on horseback. And those beautiful girls in crinoline and pantalettes. You would never know that they ever fucked, from all you're able to read." She paused and squeezed my hand. "I mean, doesn't it just do something to you to think of one of those ravishing girls with that crinoline all in a fabulous tangle, and one of those gorgeous young officers--I mean, both of them fucking like " "Oh yes," I said with a shiver, "oh yes, it does. It enlarges one's sense of history."
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history
past
sex
war
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William Styron |
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05481ed
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"I could write an epic poem about your thighs." "That would amuse polite society rather too much, and I wouldn't like that." "I wouldn't either." She pressed her cheek to his belly. "I can't think of a word to rhyme with marble column." --
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humor
sex
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Christina Dodd |
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43abf55
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A mug's game in my opinion and tiring on top of that, in the long run. But I lent myself to it with a good enough grace, knowing it was love, for she had told me so.
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sex
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Samuel Beckett |
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5e37085
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Francisco l'attrasse a se e le cerco le labbra. Fu un bacio casto, tiepido, lieve tuttavia ebbe l'effetto di una scossa tellurica nei loro sensi. Entrambi percepirono la pelle dell'altro prima mai cosi precisa e vicina, la pressione delle loro mani, l'intimita di un contatto anelato fin dagli inizi del tempo. Li invase un calore palpitante nelle ossa nelle vene nell'anima, qualcosa che non conoscevano o che avevano del tutto scordato, perche la memoria della carne e fragile. Tutto scomparve intorno ed ebbero coscienza solo delle labbra unite che prendevano e ricevevano.
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love
lovers
sex
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Isabel Allende |
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fb19c8a
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For, without love, pleasure withers quickly, becomes a foul taste on the palate, and pleasure's inventions are soon exhausted. There must be a soul within the body you are holding, a soul which you are striving to meet, a soul which is striving to meet yours.
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passion
sex
soul
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James Baldwin |
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d55b886
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I'm always interested in products that claim to be aphrodisiacs, when we all know that the one and only aphrodisiac is a man volunteering to build you some bookshelves.
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bookshelves
sex
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Lisa Scottoline |
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c5bc0db
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You see, the penis, it's so graceless, wouldn't you agree? When it's cold and shrivelled up, it looks like W.H. Auden in his old age; when it's hot, it flops and dangles about in a ridiculous way; when it's excited, it looks so pained and earnest you'd think it was going to burst into tears. And the scrotum! To think that something so vital to the survival of the species, fully responsible for 50 per cent of the ingredients--though none of the work--should hang freely from the body in a tiny, defenceless bag of skin. One whack, one bite, one paw-scratch--and it's just the right level, too, for your average animal, a dog, a lion, a sabre-tooth tiger--and that's it, end of story. Don't you think it should get better protection? Behind some bone, for example, like us? What could be better than our nicely tapered entrance? It's discreet and stylish, everything is cleverly and compactly encased in the body, with nothing hanging out within easy reach of a closing subway door, there's a neat triangle of hair above it, like a road sign, should you lose your way--it's perfect. The penis is just such a lousy design. It's pre-Scandinavian. Pre-Bauhaus, even.
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gender
sex
sexual-organs
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Yann Martel |
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6e45504
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Leitenantu Sheiskopfu otchaianno khotelos' zavoevat' pervoe mesto na parade, i, obdumyvaia, kak eto sdelat', on prosizhival za stolom chut' ne do rassveta, v to vremia kak ego zhena, okhvachennaia liubovnym trepetom, dozhidalas' ego v posteli, perelistyvaia zavetnye stranitsy Krafta-Ebbinga. Muzh v eto vremia chital knigi po stroevoi podgotovke. On zakupal korobkami shokoladnykh soldatikov i perestavlial ikh na stole, poka oni ne nachinali taiat' v rukakh, i togda on prinimalsia za plastmassovykh kovboev, vystraivaia ikh po dvenadtsati v riad. Etikh kovboev on vypisal po pochte na vymyshlennuiu familiiu i dnem derzhal pod zamkom, podal'she ot chuzhikh glaz. Al'bom s anatomicheskimi risunkami Leonardo da Vinchi stal ego nastol'noi knigoi. Odnazhdy vecherom on pochuvstvoval, chto emu neobkhodima zhivaia model', i prikazal zhene promarshirovat' po komnate. -- Goloi?! -- s nadezhdoi v golose sprosila ona. Leitenant Sheiskopf v otchaianii skhvatilsia za golovu. On proklinal sud'bu za to, chto ona sviazala ego s etoi zhenshchinoi, ne sposobnoi podniat'sia vyshe pokhoti i poniat' dushu blagorodnogo muzhchiny, kotoryi geroiski vedet poistine titanicheskuiu bor'bu vo imia nedosiagaemogo ideala. -- Pochemu ty menia nikogda ne postegaesh' knutom, milyi? -- obizhenno naduv gubki, odnazhdy noch'iu sprosila zhena. -- Potomu chto u menia net na eto vremeni, -- neterpelivo ogryznulsia on. -- Net vremeni, iasno? Neuzheli ty ne znaesh', chto u menia parad na nosu?
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sex
war
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Joseph Heller |
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f6b7f17
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He disapproved, he didn't believe in girls drinking, he was full of the conventions of a generation older than himself. Of course one drank oneself, one fornicated, but one didn't lie with a friend's sister, and 'decent' girls were never squiffy.
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gender
gender-relationships
men
men-and-women
morals
sex
women
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Graham Greene |
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997ab6e
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We spent today sending men to hell. What's more natural than to pass the night dreaming of procreating a few more to take their place?
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life
sex
war
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A.J. Hartley and David Hewson |
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4c8a38d
|
A nation's not a child, for God's sake. ... It's like a wild horse you tame by breaking it. Or a fiery woman you slap till she sees sense and warms your bed.
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nationalism
sex
taming
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A.J. Hartley and David Hewson |
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94585e0
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She didn't care if he was telling the truth. Milly felt nothing but she was very good at making men think otherwise. Sometimes, she nearly convinced herself.
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love
sex
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Roxane Gay |
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1ee75ed
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It shows too much. Women are meant to be inhaled, not impaled.
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sex
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Ray Bradbury |
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1fec959
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All we ever argued about was nothing. As if by multiplying zero content by infinite talk we could make it stop being zero. In order to have sex again we'd had to separate, and in order to have frenzied and complusive sex we'd had to get divorced.
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divorce
sex
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Jonathan Franzen |
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0f1978a
|
"Gentlemen," the king called out, "and ladies, First Meal is getting cold." Which was the cue for everyone to head back to the dining room and actually eat what had been only studiously ignored up until now. With Payne safe and at home, appetites were free to roam once more . . . although as God was his witness he was not going to think about what the hell that surgeon and his sister were no doubt about to get into. As he groaned, Jane tightened her arm around his waist. "Are you all right?" He glanced down at his shellan. "I don't think my sister is old enough to have sex." "V, she's the same age you are." He frowned for a moment. Was she? Or had he been born first? Yeah, only one place to go for the answer to that. Shit, he hadn't even thought of his mother in all this. And now that he was . . . he had absolutely no desire or interest to pop up there and announce that Payne was doing great, fuck you very much. Nope. If the Scribe Virgin wanted to keep tabs on what her "children" were up to? She could look into those seeing bowls she liked so much. He kissed his shellan. "I don't care what the calendar says or about the birth order. That's my baby sister, and she's never going to be old enough to . . . 'um, yeah.' " Jane laughed and retucked herself under his arm. "You are a very sweet male." "Nah." "Yeah." Leading her into the dining room and over to the table, he gallantly pulled her chair out for her, and then he sat to her left so that she was at his dagger hand. - Vishous & Jane"
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brother
haha
jane
not-old-enough
payne
sex
vishous
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J.R. Ward |
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de55357
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I guessed that he would have a passionate bedfellow that night, but would never know to what prickings of conscience he owed her ardor.
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sex
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W. Somerset Maugham |
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6857729
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There's a little trick called the Rule of Three: if you use any three of the five senses, it will make the scene immediately three-dimensional.
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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50c36cf
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Underneath an artist's preoccupations with sex, society, religion, etc. (all the staple abstractions that allow the forebrain to chatter) there is a soul tortured beyond endurance by the lack of tenderness in the world.
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religion
sex
society
soul
tenderness
torture
tortured-soul
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Lawrence Durrell |
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626dab0
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The city was new again, and newly dangerous, and I would walk the streets quickly, eyes averted from those of passersby, like a spy in the employ of lust and happiness, carrying the secret deep within me but always on the tip of my tongue.
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love
sex
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Michael Chabon |
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aa9eb5b
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Lying flat against the tile of the kitchen floor listening to someone else have sex is essentially my early twenties in a nutshell.
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sex
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David Rakoff |
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62a34f6
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I have learned that the libido, like Elvis and jealousy, never dies. I know copulators of eighty-five. Who said you need an erection, a body or an orgasm for sex?
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elvis
erection
libido
sex
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Hanif Kureishi |
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9c71111
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"And yet, despite the multiplicity of times we've done it, it is still a funny, exultant, true thing - where for a short time you turn into something else and fly; where you stop fretting and wanting, and are simply alight with joy - and all while never venturing beyond the walls of your room. And I would put our continued success down to one simple thing. At the end of every tumbling session, one of us will turn to the other and say, "Thank you very much. That was very pleasant. Very pleasant indeed. My dear, I am much obliged to you."
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long-term-relationships
marriage
sex
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Caitlin Moran |
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6d5194a
|
Recreational sex is thus supposed to function as the glue holding a human couple together while they cooperate in rearing their helpless baby.
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monogamy
recreational-sex
sex
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Jared Diamond |
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207d343
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Good sex scene is about the exchange of emotions, not bodily fluids
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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80dbfd4
|
Being a nun wasn't all it was cracked up to be and the sex was shit.
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nun
sex
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Warren Ellis |
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53f6a3a
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"I lay in bed last night and thought of G.P. I thought of being in bed with him. I wanted to be in bed with him. I wanted the marvellous, the fantastic ordinariness of him. His promiscuity is creative. Vital. Even though it hurts. He creates love and life and excitement around him; he lives; the people he loves always remember him.
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sex
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John Fowles |
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f3a09bb
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No such private nights of ecstasy or hushed-up drinking and sex orgies ever occurred. They might have occurred if either General Dreedle or General Peckem had once evinced an interest in taking part in orgies with him, but neither ever did, and the colonel was certainly not going to waste his time and energy making love to beautiful women unless there was something in it for him.
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military
self-promotion
sex
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Joseph Heller |
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fc01bc6
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But when we reduce sex to a function, we also invoke the idea of dysfunction. We are no longer talking about the art of sex; rather, we are talking about the mechanics of sex. Science has replaced religion as the authority; and science is a more formidable arbiter. Medicine knows how to scare even those who scoff at religion. Compared with a diagnosis, what's a mere sin? We used to moralize; today we normalize, and performance anxiety is the secular version of our old religious guilt.
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religion-and-science
science
sex
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Esther Perel |
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e6efe78
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[ob amerikantsakh] -- Ia ponimaiu, oni -- turisty, ne otlichaiushchiesia ochen' uzh razvitym voobrazheniem. Vspominaiu, kak uchilas' tam v shkole. Rebiata tam kazalis' mne gorazdo bolee otkrytymi, po krainei mere v tom, chto kasalos' lichnykh pristrastii. Vsegda rasskazyvali, chto chuvstvuiut. -- Da delo vovse ne v tom, chto oni ob etom ne rasskazyvaiut. -- A v tom, chto nedostatochno chuvstvuiut? -- Da i ne v etom tozhe. Nedostatochno znaiut. Ne pozvoliaiut sebe mnogo znat'. Kak s etim Gramshi, o kotorom ty govorila. -- On pomolchal i dobavil: -- Vsio vsegda delaiut po pravilam. Dzhein pomolchala nemnogo. -- Piter pisal o chiom-to vrode etogo v odnom iz pisem. Kak vnachale tebe nravitsia ikh priamota... a potom nachinaesh' toskovat' po izvivam. -- Ia ispytal to zhe samoe. Prozrachnost' -- prekrasnaia veshch'. Poka ne nachinaesh' ponimat', chto ona osnovana ne stol'ko na vnutrennei chestnosti, skol'ko na otsutstvii voobrazheniia. I eta ikh tak nazyvaemaia otkrovennost' po povodu seksa. Oni prosto ne ponimaiut, chto utratili.
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sex
uk
usa
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John Fowles |
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b2e3bdd
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"More often than not, a woman marries for money and a man marries for sex. What difference does a sheet of paper with signatures make?" "If you have to ask, you wouldn't understand the answer," she said simply."
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love
marriage
sex
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Diana Palmer |
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ac1d291
|
I'd seen him around town for a year or so before he made a move on me. I'd heard good and bad things about him. One friend said he was just out for sex. Another said he was a romantic at heart. What the hell, I thought. I needed sex and romance in my life. Sometimes I believe I would have taken one without the other.
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sex
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Christopher Pike |
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254fca6
|
The other big con is whether having sex could cause me to more than just like like Guy. But that could happen even if we don't sleep together. You don't even need to date a boy to dream about marrying him.
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sex
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Daria Snadowsky |
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15ee7e2
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"Well, dearest, what would you tell a farmer who had an over-abundant harvest? To plant less, of course!"... "I am not complaining about the frequency of the planting," she said. "I'd just rather not reap a crop every year."
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harvest
humour
sex
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Sharon Kay Penman |
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1a5ec6a
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His jeans, soft against her legs, made her realize that twice tonight they'd done the deed with him more dressed than not. She liked such desperation in a man.
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deperation
lust
sex
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Marilyn Pappano |
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cf81a39
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THE NEXT DAY WAS RAIN-SOAKED and smelled of thick sweet caramel, warm coconut and ginger. A nearby bakery fanned its daily offerings. A lapis lazuli sky was blanketed by gunmetal gray clouds as it wept crocodile tears across the parched Los Angeles landscape. When Ivy was a child and she overheard adults talking about their break-ups, in her young feeble-formed mind, she imagined it in the most literal of essences. She once heard her mother speaking of her break up with an emotionally unavailable man. She said they broke up on 69th Street. Ivy visualized her mother and that man breaking into countless fragments, like a spilled box of jigsaw pieces. And she imagined them shattered in broken shards, being blown down the pavement of 69th Street. For some reason, on the drive home from Marcel's apartment that next morning, all Ivy could think about was her mother and that faceless man in broken pieces, perhaps some aspects of them still stuck in cracks and crevices of the sidewalk, mistaken as grit. She couldn't get the image of Marcel having his seizure out of her mind. It left a burning sensation in the center of her chest. An incessant flame torched her lungs, chest, and even the back door of her tongue. Witnessing someone you cared about experiencing a seizure was one of those things that scribed itself indelibly on the canvas of your mind. It was gut-wrenching. Graphic and out-of-body, it was the stuff that post traumatic stress syndrome was made of.
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beauty
black-authors
black-history
deity
emotion
foodies
humor
inspiration
knowledge
literary-fiction
love
meaning
new-york
poetry
prose
rebirth
scorpios
sex
stress
valentine-s-day
wilmington
wisdom
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Brandi L. Bates |
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36333a7
|
Sex is flagrantly separated from reproduction in a few species, including bonobos and dolphins.
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dolphin
sex
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Jared Diamond |
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b61155b
|
"Please ejaculate", I silently urged the man, "so I can go to sleep". (In this way I imagine I was like millions of women before me"
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humour
joke
sex
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Jon Ronson |
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8d560a7
|
A lot of who you were in middle age was determined before you had a chance to manipulate, control, or eve understand the things around you. It was no mystery, he thought, why some old people's minds returned to their youth; the wonder of those years, the discoveries, the first experience with the dirty secret of death, and the first stirrings of lust and love were indelible, drawn in luminous colors on clean canvas. Indeed, the first sex act was so mind-boggling that most people could still remember it clearly twenty, thirty, sixty years later.
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|
humor
inspirational
life
love
lust
old
romance
science
sex
wisdom
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Nelson DeMille |
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ff93ee4
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The Genie declared that in his time and place there were scientists of the passions who maintained that language itself, on the one hand, originated in 'infantile pregenital erotic exuberance, polymorphously perverse,' and that conscious attention, on the other, was a 'libidinal hypercathexis' -- by which magic phrases they seemed to mean that writing and reading, or telling and listening, were literally ways of making love.
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love
read
sex
speak
write
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John Barth |
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c22034c
|
I sure wasn't going to ask Aunt Sally, because if she told me once that getting your period was like a moth becoming a butterfly, she'd probably say that sexual intercourse was like a deer getting antlers or something.
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antlers
butterfly
changes
deer
deer-getting-antlers
funny
girl
humerous
moth
period
puberty
questioning
sex
sexual-intercourse
teen
teen-girl
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Phyllis Reynolds Naylor |
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5c1dc43
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"Sex is what you boast about when you have no exterior signs of wealth. It's a way of saying, "Look, I might not own a fancy sport coat, or even a carry-on bag, but I do have two women and all the intercourse I can handle"
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sex
wealth
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David Sedaris |
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0cdaa98
|
Shug say, What, too shamefaced to put singing and dancing and fucking together? She laugh. That's the reason they call what us sing the devil's music. Devils love to fuck.
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sex
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Alice Walker |
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035a6e1
|
Because the thing of it is, no matter how much you enjoy sex, there's something jolting and strangely disturbing about witnessing the sex of others. Nature has taken great pains to lay out the fundamentals of copulation so that it's impossible to get a particularly good view of the sex you're having. Because when you get right down to it, sex is a messy, gritty, often grotesque business to behold: the hairs; the abraded, dimpled flesh; the wide-open orifices; the exposed, glistening organs. And the violence of the coupling itself, primitive and elemental, reminding us that we're all just dumb animals clinging to our spot on the food chain, eating, sleeping and fucking as much as possible before our something bigger comes along and devours us.
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natural
sex
|
Jonathan Tropper |
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8691866
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I just gave you permission to fuck me, but be clear: I'm not another notch on your belt. You're a notch on mine.
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sex
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Lisa Renee Jones |
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29497fd
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It was true. After our divorce, I'd ended up in a slight relationship with my last research assistant, Aurelia Feinstein, age 34-though let me state for the record it was not as hot as it sounded. Making love to Aurelia was like rummaging through a card catalog in a deserted library, searching for one very obscure little red entry on Hungarian poetry. It was dead silent, no one gave me any dierection, and nothing was where it was supposed to be.
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sex
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marisha Pessl |
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ef9ceb8
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"Men have external genitalia, while women have internal genitalia. This simple difference makes a lot of difference in how they write about themselves--and how you might write about your characters. Male writers don't often address internal sensation in a character, because they don't experience it (and probably often don't realize consciously that it's there). This accounts for a lot of Really Terrible sex scenes written by men (if you look at the "Bad Sex-Scene Awards" in any given year, you'll see that the vast majority are done by male writers)."
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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896d344
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To some extent, emotions are universal and can be treated that way; no matter what the participants' orientation or preference, they have sex for the same reasons and can experience the same array of emotions in the process. But there are three important distinctions to be made: 1. The logistics of physiology 2. The basics of sexual attraction 3. Cultural impact on character and situation
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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a5182dc
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But it wouldn't have half the power of a story in which Jamie and Claire truly conquer real evil and thus show what real love is. Real love has real costs--and they're worth it. I've always said all my books have a shape, and Outlander's internal geometry consists of three slightly overlapping triangles. The apex of each triangle is one of the three emotional climaxes of the book: 1) when Claire makes her wrenching choice at the stones and stays with Jamie, 2) when she saves Jamie from Wentworth, and 3) when she saves his soul at the abbey. It would still be a good story if I'd had only 1 and 2--but (see above), the Rule of Three. A story that goes one, two, three, has a lot more impact than just a one-two punch.
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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d010541
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"Okay. This has to be a credible threat. Ergo, we have to have seen (and heard about) the real damage Randall has done to Jamie thus far; we have to be in no doubt whatever that he'd do real damage to Claire. We can't just say, "Oh, he's such a nasty person, you wouldn't believe..." We have to believe, and therefore appreciate, just what Jamie is doing when he trades what's left of his life for Claire's."
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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cba8fab
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Almost everybody understands that you have to have something at stake for a story to be good.
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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0b30277
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One of the general patterns of good (i.e., striking and memorable) writing is the effect of repetition. If you use a certain element--a plot device, an image, a noticeable phrase--once, readers may or may not notice it consciously, but it doesn't disturb the flow of their reading. If you use that element twice, they won't notice it consciously--but they will notice it subconsciously, and it will add to the resonance of the writing or to their sense of depth and involvement (and if it's a plot device, it will heighten the dramatic tension). But if you use that element three times, everybody will notice it the third time you do it.
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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56855cb
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This is why you use imagery when writing about sex; it's a means both of evoking immediacy and of distilling emotion.
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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3c673ab
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Loving him was all interpretation, creative in its way. We barely used language at all to communicate: he sulked and thought I was putting him down if I made complicated remarks, and sometimes I felt numb at the compromise and self-suppression I submitted to. Yet beyond that it was all guesswork; we were thinking for two. The darkened air of the flat was full of the hints we made. The stupidity and the resentment were dreadful at times. But then in sex he lost his awkwardness. He shows his capacity to change as I rambled over him now with my fingertips and watched him glow and gulp with desire; his clothes seemed to shrivel off him and he lay there making his naked claim for the only certainty in his life. It wasn't something learnt, I suspected, from the guys before me who'd picked him up and fucked him and fucked him around. It was a kind of gift for giving, and while he did whatever I wanted it emerged as the most important thing there was for him. It was all the harder, then, when the resentment returned and I longed for him to go.
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language
love
resentment
sex
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Alan Hollinghurst |
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8eadc19
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"The Hollywooden heads would buy a car for almost any purpose except a worthy one. Many automobiles were purchased to attract members of LA's eight or ten opposite sexes. Since the denizens of America's Gomorrah, were incapable of verbalizing any idea more complex than "box office gross," the expensive car served as a substitute for witty come-on and seductive chat."
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hollywood
humor
los-angeles
sex
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P.J. O'Rourke |
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8c22690
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For a different woman, a different relationship, a different situation, gentleness might have been the proper, the only approach--but not for this woman, in these circumstances. The only thing that will cleanse Claire (and reassure her: look at what she says at the end of it. She feels safe again, having felt the power and violence in him) is violence. And--the most important point here--Jamie pays attention to what she wants, rather than proceeding with his own notion of how it should be, even though it's a sensible notion and the one most people would have.
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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0f74c22
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Jamie's viewpoint is expressed almost entirely in metaphor: If she was broken, she would slash him with her jagged edges, reckless as a drunkard with a shattered bottle. He's using physical language, but he isn't talking about the physical details of the situation. Claire alludes to her emotion and shows it by her actions, but Jamie is thinking directly in pure emotions.
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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096141b
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Just as an effective advertisement or page layout includes a lot of white space, a powerful scene requires immense restraint. Show things as simply as possible.
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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7c7190a
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Watch a good movie sometime without reference to what's happening but only with attention to how it was photographed; you'll see the change of focus--zoom in, pan out, close-up on face, fade to black, open from above--easily. You want to do that in what you write; it's one of the things that keep people's eyes on the page, though they're almost never conscious of it.
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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a6180e7
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If there's true emotional content in a situation between characters, all you do is reveal it.
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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e3ccc91
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...I remember a rainy, depressing afternoon when she remarked 'What a pity we can't make love, there's nothing else to do,' and he agreed that it was and there wasn't.
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friendship
sex
sexuality
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Christopher Isherwood |
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f23a566
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..if you put people on a diet, they start thinking about food. Or if you make someone stop smoking, all they think about is cigarettes. It seems logical enough to me that if you tell a person he can't have sex, he's going to be obsessive about the subject. Then to give him the power to tell other people how to run their sex lives, well, that's just asking for trouble. In a way, it's like having a blind person teach Art History, isn't it?
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paola
religion
sex
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Donna Leon |
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ae667ee
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Pointing out the emotion in a scene is like laughing at your own jokes.
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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bfa4fbf
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Dialogue doesn't take place in a vacuum. Dialogue is contradictory, in that it can either speed up or slow down a passage.
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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9e6db0a
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Don't let characters talk pointlessly--they only talk if there's something to say.
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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cd7ac3d
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"Give me your hand," Alice said, barely a whisper. Bones held out his hand tentatively. She took it and placed it on her heart over her left breast. So small. So delicate. She didn't move. He didn't move. Alice was his life. How could he make her his eternal? "Kiss me," she said. Bones let his hand linger, and then slowly slip away, not wanting her to think he was greedy. He touched her cheek, careful not to poke her in the eye. He wasn't sure what to do with his other hand, so he put it in his pocket. Classic move. He felt stupid for worrying about his breath, knowing it was gross from the wine--and he worried Alice was about to find out how little he knew about kissing--and he wondered if she had condoms in the bag--and imagined himself unrolling one, all suave-like--and realized he was wasting the most amazing moment of his life--and wished his brain would just shut the fuck up. Alice leaned forward. "Now." Bones shuddered. "Okay."
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kissing
love
sex
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Sherry Shahan |
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ec35828
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As a rule of thumb, four consecutive lines of dialogue is about as much as you want to have without a tag.
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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1197902
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"Don't go overboard in avoiding "said." Basically, "said" is the default for dialogue, and a good thing, too; it's an invisible word that doesn't draw attention to itself."
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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d54fefa
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You don't need to know the purpose as you write, but when you read over something you've written, you should be able to point to any given element--be that a line of dialogue, a descriptive phrase, a plot point--and say why it's there.
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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fead8f6
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It's not what's happened or what's about to happen; what's important is the sense of emotional uncertainty between the characters and the delicacy of the mutual trust being established.
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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b3fa4a3
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You want to anchor the scene with physical details, but by and large it's better to use sensual details rather than overtly sexual ones.
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sex
writing
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Diana Gabaldon |
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75b1809
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Tomorrow's character is made out of today's thoughts. Temptation may come suddenly, but sin doesn't.
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men
pornographers
purity
sex
temptation
women
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Randy Alcorn |
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531353a
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All my life I wanted to go to bed with an American, and now I had, and I'm beginning to see why people don't do it more often.
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sex
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Nick Hornby |
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fa91973
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Albert didn't know how that skinny school teacher could take what Willie gave her. But that was another thing he'd learned over the years; the size of the woman on the outside didn't mean nothing. It was how much hunger she had on the inside that made her what she was between the sheets.
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sex
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Greg Iles |
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2c898c3
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Miro hacia la biblioteca. Aquella sabiduria no calmaria nunca su fuego; siglos y siglos de palabras no podian satisfacer aquel deseo imperativo e irracional.
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books
desire
frustration
knowledge
libraries
longing
sex
wisdom
world-literature
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Richard Matheson |
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a213476
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Siempre, a pesar de todo, habia deseado encontrar a un semejante: hombre, mujer, nino, no importaba. Sin la incesante influencia de las masas, el sexo perdia rapidamente importancia. En cambio, la soledad seguia en primera linea.
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human-extinction
loneliness
love
sex
solitude
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Richard Matheson |
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39fa7fe
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We have rules. Full disclosure, for one thing. And we're in bed with each other at the end of the day. Our commitment is for life, and we save our hearts for each other. That way we can have play AND permanency. If monogamy becomes more important than fidelity, you're bound to get hurt. It's all the lying that clobbers you, not the sex.
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gay-lovers
monogamy
sex
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Armistead Maupin |
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dff1afe
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the weekly thirty minutes of sexual stress was a chronic but low-grade discomfort, like the humidity in Florida
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irony
marriage
obligation
sex
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Jonathan Franzen |
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5c2ab6d
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We are not here together just to make children, Elizabeth. What we're going to do is sanctified by marriage. It's an act of love - of love. Not merely of the flesh, but of the mind and even the soul. There's nothing about it you shouldn't welcome.
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sex
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Colleen McCullough |
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8916eb9
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There should be a sex-related metric with which you could measure sex in hotels, especially the illicit variety, but of what would that metric consist? How about increments of remorse?
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sex
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Rick Moody |
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dfdcb96
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Roger's heart grows erect, and comes. That's really how it feels. Up sharply to skin level in a V around his centerline, washing over his nipples... it is love, it is amazing.
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orgasm
pynchon
sex
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Thomas Pynchon |
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535b4e0
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Dr. Murray made it clear to me before I left that a woman who enhoys the Act is as loose as a harlot. God gives pleasure in it only to husbands. Women are the source of evil and temptation, therefore women are to blame when men fall into fleshly error. It was Eve who seduced Adam, Eve who entered into league with the serpent, who was the Devil in disguise. So the only pleasure women are allowed is in their children.
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men-and-women
religion
sex
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Colleen McCullough |
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658232e
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Somewhere between fear and sex. Somewhere between God and the devil passion is and the way there is sudden and the way back is worse.
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passion
sex
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Jeanette Winterson |
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c93c93d
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Somewhere between fear and sex. Somewhere between God and the devil passion is and the way there is sudden and the way back is worse. I'm surprised at myself talking in this way.
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passion
sex
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Jeanette Winterson |
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25b7a42
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The government had been talking about sexually transmitted disease. But it was the same with words: they too could be sexually transmitted.
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sex
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Julian Barnes |
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fba86ed
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El secreto de la felicidad, o, por lo menos, de la tranquilidad, es saber separar el sexo del amor. Y, si es posible, eliminar el amor romantico de tu vida, que es el que hace sufrir. Asi se vive mas tranquilo y se goza mas.
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relationships
sex
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Mario Vargas Llosa |
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ee421a3
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big-bang reproduction, or semelparity: a single reproductive effort, followed by preprogrammed death.
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mating-ritual
sex
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Jared Diamond |
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d0ea392
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Sex in social mammals is generally carried out in public, before the gazes of other members of the troop.
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mating
mating-ritual
public-sex
sex
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Jared Diamond |
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936e9ce
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The daddy-at-home theory posits that concealed ovulation evolved to promote monogamy, to force the man to stay home, and thus to bolster his certainty about his paternity of his wife's children. The many-fathers theory instead posits that concealed ovulation evolved to give the women access to many sex partners and thus to leave many men uncertain as to whether they sired her children.
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ovulation
sex
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Jared Diamond |
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821fc1f
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The basic rules of male-female relations were imparted atmospherically in our family, no direct speech allowed.
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male-female-relationships
men-and-women
poem
poetry
relationships
sex
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Anne Carson |
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219a416
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--Hazme lo que quieras --susurro. Tenia diecisiete anos y la vida en los labios.
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labios
love
mia
mine
mio
sex
tuya
tuyo
yours
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Carlos Ruiz Zafón |
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1b947e9
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Desi has loved me ever since the lie, I know he pictures making love to me, how gentle and reassuring he would be as he plunged into me, stroking my hair. I know he pictures me crying softly as I give myself to him.
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love-quotes
messed-up
messed-up-people
sex
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Gillian Flynn |
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b9bd5f9
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As long as I'm holding you, all of my dreams have already come true.
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desire
gabriel-prescott
hannah-grey
love
sex
want
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Christina Dodd |
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129db72
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Our conversations were like sex, our sex like conversation.
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sex
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Patrick McGrath |