You have to get past the pleasure stage, until you reach the stage of tears.

I found that stiffly saluting member, of which he was so proud, rather frightening, and to tell the truth I found his pride slightly comical. I thought that that must be embarrassing for him, and thought how much more pleasant it was to be a girl. That, by the way, is an opinion I still hold today.

I wasn't young, I wasn't pretty, it was necessary to find other weapons.

Story of O is a fairy tale for another world, a world where some part of me lived for a long time, a world that no longer exists except between the covers of a book.

O felt that her mouth was beautiful, since her lover condescended to thrust himself into it . . .

Men are foolish to expect us to revere them, when, in the end, they amount to almost nothing.

As a matter of fact," the other voice went on, "if you do tie her up from time to time, or whip her just a little, and she begins to like it, that's no good either. You have to get past the pleasure stage, until you reach the stage of tears.