If you go out to dinner with someone, you find out what they prefer in food. We ought to be able to have a conversation to find out what people prefer when it comes to sex.

I had very little support from any feminist organization. But fortunately my post-marital lover, who had bailed out of academia over political in-fighting, was a one-man support team. He was the one who pushed me to write.

I did large drawings of couples having sex! Men and woman enjoying intercourse and oral sex in a Madison Avenue Gallery? That was the first time I broke a barrier that made me think, some idiot is going to blow my brains out for sure.

It's very hard for a man to ask questions about sex. The smart ones do.

Women don't run around saying, "Oh, I took a Bodysex workshop, and I had so much fun, and Betty Dodson taught us how to blah blah." They come, they go, and I rarely hear from them again.

When I do documentaries, my best information ends up on the cutting-room floor. People have trouble dealing with sexual honesty.

Although my Dad was a talented calligrapher and both of my younger brothers were successful, I was the first one in my family to graduate from high school.