“Poetry is a naked woman, a naked man, and the distance between them.”
― Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Poetry as Insurgent Art

“Fuck me,” I whispered, giving him permission, taking him into my flesh, a soft invitation to madness.”
― Emme Rollins, Dear Rockstar

“We were a galaxy exploding into a million pieces, creating a whole new world, as we crashed against each other on the soft surface of his mattress, a cloud in the darkness, our bodies finally falling together like rain.”
― Emme Rollins, Dear Rockstar

“The erotic state – again, a mixture of concentration and spontaneity – is a hypnoidal state, probably the most powerful kind that we are capable of experiencing, and it is in this condition that unexpected regions of the self are revealed, as the majority of people know from experience.”
― Peter Redgrove, The Black Goddess and the Unseen Real: Our Uncommon Senses and Their Common Sense

“The gods made our bodies as well as our souls, is it not so? They give us voices, so we might worship them with song. They give us hands, so we might build them temples. And they give us desire, so we might mate and worship them in that way.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Clash of Kings

“The only thing needed is to be in love with someone else. Because you can search for love and still can’t find it, it knocks you unexpectedly and without warning.”
― Raz Mihal, Just Love Her

“Close your eyes and become conscious about your destiny, about your life.”
― Raz Mihal, Just Love Her

“Sex is more exciting on the screen and between the pages than between the sheets”
― Andy Warhol

“Sex is like an atom bomb. A potent weapon which fascinates and frightens. We're afraid to let it loose, yet we all have our finger on the button.”

--Zeena Schreck, Cuir Underground: Sado-Magic for Satan Interview, 1998”
― Zeena Schreck, Demons of the Flesh: The Complete Guide to Left Hand Path Sex Magic

“She felt the cold blast from the sterile air conditioning on her bare arms and thighs, as she ambled down the center of the shopping complex's ground floor.

The scene was a swirl of candy bright lights--the Victoria's Secret fuchsia signboard, signboards which lured one to purchase "confidence," or "sexual appeal," or whatever it was that was being advertised--the fluorescent lights in each store, contrasting with the shiny, black-tiled walls and eye-catching speckled marble tiles on the ground.

One could lick the floor--the tiles were spotless, clean like the fake air she was breathing in, like the atoms and cells in her that were decaying in stale neglect.”
― Jess C Scott, Jack in the Box

“We fell into each other’s arms and kissed like we were coming up for air after being underwater for days. The melding of our mouths was sweeter than oxygen. We took huge, deep gulps of each other as we struggled with worldly constraints like clothing and gravity, seeking to transcend it all in our coming together.”
― Emme Rollins, Dear Rockstar

“Sex is like money; only too much is enough.”
― John Updike, Couples

“there is no pornography without a secrecy.”
― D.H. Lawrence, Erotic Works

“The things she could do with her mouth would blow any man off course.”
― Tiffany Reisz, The Mistress

“I want eroticism mixed with love, and deep love one does not experience often.”
― Anaïs Nin

“Don't run around looking for someone who can sexually satisfy you, run around and look for the book which will intellectually satisfy you.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“I don't mind admitting that I, too, have watched Hilton undergoing the sexual act. I phrase it as crudely as that because it was one of the least erotic such sequences I have ever seen. She seemed to know what was expected of her and to manifest some hard-won expertise, but I could almost have believed that she was drugged. At no point did her facial expression match even the simulacrum of lovemaking.”
― Christopher Hitchens

“Because what she disliked in men was not their eroticism, but their assumption that women had none. Which left women with nothing to be but housemaids.”
― Marian Engel, Bear

“The nature of erotic things is secrecy, otherwise they lose their spell.”
― Björk

“Jesse realized what he was doing. The man was trying to make her angry enough to give him what he wanted in the scene, mad enough to be completely submissive. "You want me to just lie there and like it? Just beg for it? gimme, gimme, come on, baby, fuck me, stick me, kill me, make me come, make me bleed, fuck me like there's no tomorrow, take it away from me, honey, fuck my mind, fuck me to death, fuck me dead! Is that what you want?"

Morrison looked at her, his smile actually growing, "that's a start.”
― Alice Alfonsi, Dark Seductions

“My hand was shaking as I accepted that perfect hand. I honestly felt that I had sold my soul the moment I felt his hand encircle mine. I was now utterly his; I felt it down to the very marrow of my bones.”
― Cristina Rayne, Claimed by the Elven King: The Complete Edition

“And there was one dream common to most young aristocrats of the time. Scions of a declining class which had once possessed
concrete power, but which no longer retained any real hold on the world, they tried to revive symbolically, in the privacy of the bed-chamber, the status for which they were nostalgic: that of the lone and sovereign feudal despot.”
― Simone de Beauvoir

“And there was one dream common to most young aristocrats of the time. Scions of a declining class which had once possessed concrete power, but which no longer retained any real hold on the world, they tried to revive symbolically, in the privacy of the bed chamber, the status for which they were nostalgic: that of the lone and sovereign feudal despot.”
― Simone de Beauvoir, Must We Burn Sade?

“Two things are not debatable: eroticism and comedy. If you don't think it's sexy or funny, there's no way I can change your mind.”
― Gene Siskel

“You call it cheating...
You call it adultery...
She doesn't live by your rules,
But lives off her nudes...”
― Kolade.Emma

“His blind fingers could navigate
Her anatomy, they had walked
That path before...

They knew where to slide...
Where to hold...
Where to rub...
Where to thrust...
And not to forget,
How to make the best
Out of that moment...”
― Kolade.Emma

“[eroticism is] quality of aliveness, of vibrancy, of vitality, a life force" that's just as relevant to your work life as it is to your love life. Bringing eroticism into all areas of human existence is at the heart of her work. And because virtually everyone lives in a matrix of personal, professional, and transactional relationships, the erotic charge of those relationships is integrally tied to the pursuit of a meaningful life.”
― Esther Perel

“Graffiti is the art of the people. It is a language without clear official status, but whose instinctive quality testifies to the honesty of human experience and the true nobility of art.

Often marked with a sense of eroticism and violence, the wall conserves something pure and sacred about the human story.”
― Felisa Tan, In Search for Meaning

“His skin puckers. It moves over his bones, changing texture and tautness, reshaping itself as though each brush of Juno’s fingers is a spell, transforming him.”
― Addison Lane, Blackpines: The Magpie Witch: The North Star in Eclipse

“The essence of humour appears to me to consist in a laying of stress on empirical things, in order that their unreality may become more obvious. Everything that is realised is laughable, and in this way humour seems to be the antithesis of eroticism. The latter welds men and the world together, and unites them in a great purpose; the former loses the bonds of synthesis and shows the world as a silly affair. The two stand somewhat in the relation of polarised and unpolarised light.

When the great erotic wishes to pass from the limited to the illimited, humour pounces down on him, pushes him in front of the stage, and laughs at him from the wings. The humourist has not the craving to transcend space; he is content with small thing; his dominion is neither the sea nor the mountains, but the flat level plain. He shuns the idyllic, and plunges deeply into the commonplace, only, however, to show its unreality. He turns from the immanence of things and will not hear the transcendental even spoken of. Wit seeks out contradictions in the sphere of experience; humour goes deeper and shows that experience is a blind and closed system; both compromise the phenomenal world by showing that everything is possible in it. Tragedy, on the other hand, shows what must for all eternity be impossible in the phenomenal world; and thus tragedy and comedy alike, each in their own way, are negations of the empiric.”
― Otto Weininger, Sex and Character: An Investigation of Fundamental Principles