What does one want when one is engaged in the sexual act? That everything around you give you its utter attention, think only of you, care only for you...every man wants to be a tyrant when he fornicates.

Were he supreme, were he mighty, were he just, were he good, this God you tell me about, would it be through enigmas and buffooneries he would wish to teach me to serve and know him?

Conversation, like certain portions of the anatomy, always runs more smoothly when lubricated.

Let not your zeal to share your principles entice you beyond your borders.

All universal moral principles are idle fancies.

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.