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God Strung Up His Own Son Like A Side Of Veal. I Shudder To Think What He Would Do To Me.

Sex Should Be A Perfect Balance Of Pain And Pleasure. Without That Symmetry, Sex Becomes A Routine Rather Than An Indulgence.

No Lover, If He Be Of Good Faith, And Sincere, Will Deny He Would Prefer To See His Mistress Dead Than Unfaithful.

We Monsters Are Necessary To Nature Also.

Sex Is As Important As Eating Or Drinking And We Ought To Allow The One Appetite To Be Satisfied With As Little Restraint Or False Modesty As The Other.