Pleasuring Quotes

“What is life?
Life is living in this moment,
experiencing and experimenting
but experience isn’t life.
Life is reflecting and meditating
but reflection isn’t life.
Life is helping and guiding
but philanthropy isn’t life.
Life is eating and drinking
but food isn’t life.
Life is reading and dancing
but art isn’t life.
Life is kissing and pleasuring
but sex isn’t life.
Life is winning and losing
but competition isn’t life.
Life is loving and caring
but love isn’t life.
Life is birthing and nurturing
but children aren’t life.
Life is letting go and surrendering
but death isn’t life.
Life is all these things
but all these things aren’t life.
Life is
always more.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“Sex doesn't satisfy for a lifetime, the more you have it, the more you want it. And the more you have it, the more you die out.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“Sex, like death, was important, and yet why did no one seem to care enough to ask the questions that mattered?”
― Sharon Guskin, The Forgetting Time

“Can you really see different things in a painting from day to day?" This seemed to genuinely interest the duke. She wasn't certain which part of it fascinated him most, the fact that a painting could change or that she thought it could.
"Well, it isn't like a crystal ball. Whereby you see shifting images and the like. But haven't you ever looked at a painting for a length of time, or on more than one occasion, and experienced it differently each time?"
Where to begin explaining art to someone who seemed to know nothing about it? Now, if she were dancing with Harry...
"Of course. As a young man touring the Continent, I once looked at 'length' at a painting called 'Venus and Mars' by an Italian painter called Veronese. Do you know it? Venus is nude as the day she was born, and Mars is entirely clothed and down on his knees in front of her, and it looks as though Mars is about to give her a pleasuring. And there are cherubs hanging about. I looked at it for quite some time."
A... pleasuring. 'God above.'
He had her attention now.
She was speechless.
Everything was astonishing about what he'd just said. She stared up at him, her mind exploding with vivid images, her cheeks going increasingly hotter. She knew the painting. She knew 'precisely' where Mars was kneeling in front of Venus.
The duke had said it purposely.
Suddenly she was acutely aware of her five senses, as though they were blinking on, one by one, like fireflies in the dark. Most particularly vivid was touch. She was potently aware of his hands: the one resting with firm assurance against her waist, warm there now through the fine silk of her gown, the other enfolding hers. She was acutely aware of his size, and everything that was masculine to her feminine.
Goodness. He could certainly look at her for a long time without blinking.”
― Julie Anne Long, What I Did for a Duke

“While astronomers have been pleasuring themselves with Space, I have been exploring the biological science of insane masturbators.”
― Steven Magee

“What about you, Beans?” Ambrose asked with a smirk.

“Me? Oh, I know all about the pleasure of a woman's body,” Beans continued on in accented English, his eyebrows waggling.

“The army, Beans. The army. What about it?”

“Sure. Hell, yeah. Whatever.”
― Amy Harmon, Making Faces