What man knows is everywhere at war with what he wants.

What man knows is everywhere at war with what he wants.

Passion, it lies in all of us, sleeping... waiting... and though unwanted... unbidden... it will stir... open its jaws and read more

Passion, it lies in all of us, sleeping... waiting... and though unwanted... unbidden... it will stir... open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us... guides us... passion rules us all, and we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love... the clarity of hatred... and the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion maybe we'd know some kind of peace... but we would be hollow... Empty rooms shuttered and dank. Without passion we'd be truly dead.

My wife is a sex object - every time I ask for sex, she objects.

My wife is a sex object - every time I ask for sex, she objects.

Sex is like art. Most of it is pretty bad, and the good stuff is out of your price range.

Sex is like art. Most of it is pretty bad, and the good stuff is out of your price range.

Sex in space is not just a good idea, it\'s survival.

Sex in space is not just a good idea, it\'s survival.

The sweetest honey
Is loathsome in his own deliciousness.

The sweetest honey
Is loathsome in his own deliciousness.

But doth not the appetite alter? A man loves the meat in his
youth that he cannot endure in read more

But doth not the appetite alter? A man loves the meat in his
youth that he cannot endure in his age.

We are always striving for things forbidden, and coveting those
denied us.
[Lat., Nitimur in vetitum semper, cupimusque read more

We are always striving for things forbidden, and coveting those
denied us.
[Lat., Nitimur in vetitum semper, cupimusque negata.]

My forces are not enfeebled, I find no decay in my strength; my
provisions are not cut off, I read more

My forces are not enfeebled, I find no decay in my strength; my
provisions are not cut off, I find no abhorring in mine appetite;
my counsels are not corrupted nor infatuated, I find no false
apprehensions to work upon mine understanding; and yet they see
that invisibly, and I feel that insensibly, the disease prevails.