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Profusion gives pleasure up to a point; then we become squeamish.
[E]ducation is a holistic endeavor that involves the whole person, including our bodies, in a process of formation that aims our desires, primes our imagination, and orients us to the world
all before we ever start thinking about it.
, and he told a story once after intercourse, to the person who had just politely hoisted him while he hyperventilated in their space until his error had been registered as a small dollop of fluid he extruded from his mistake zone, ...
Ease, a neutral state between pain and pleasure ... if it is not rising into pleasure will be falling towards pain.
Ircumcision, an archaic ritual mutilation that has no justification whatever and no place in a civilized society.
The mediator of the inexpressible is the work of art.
ennui - that dreaded mire of the human emotions.
When one is busy and absorbed in one's work, the very absorption affords great delight; but when one has withdrawn one's hand from the completed masterpiece, the pleasure is not so keen.
R-o-l-a-i-d-s: How do you spell relief? [10w]
J-a-c-k-i-n-go-f-f.
Pleasure, that immortal essence, the beauteous bead sparkling in the cup, effervesces soon and subsides.
There are few moments of clarity more profound than those that follow the emptying of an overcharged bladder. The world slows down, the focus sharpens, the brain comes back on line. Huge nebulous difficulties prove on close calm examination to be merely cloud giants.
A good way to rid one's self of a sense of discomfort is to do something. That uneasy, dissatisfied feeling is actual force vibrating out of order; it may be turned to practical account by giving proper expression to its creative character.
An illusion dissipated is an experience gained.
There are cases in which a man would be ashamed not to have been imposed upon. There is a confidence necessary to human intercourse, and without which men are often more injured by their own suspicions than they would be by the perfidy of others.
Coagulate, v.: It is a dangerous thing, this thickening of affection; you want it to have weight, but not to be an immovable burden.
excoriated and burned, mapped and measured and meted
defenestration," which derives from "fenestra," the Latin word for "window," refers to the act of throwing something or someone out of the window. Knowing this, we can impress our friends with statements like, "Sally finished her apple and defenestrated the core.")
Though weary, it is not tired: though pressed it is not straightened; though alarmed, it is not confounded; but as a living flame it forces itself upwards and securely passes through all.
At the moment of orgasm you grow wings, defy gravity and your soul slips quietly across the universe like a shooting star.
Penetrates your iris, tenderest of sphincters,
My contemplation is an excruciation only because it is also a joy.
Objectification is the female equivalent of emasculation.
Here's another unexpected experience - this pleasure I feel when I imagine how I am going to tell Wendell that I will not ask Jasmine to go on a boat ride. What do I call that?
[S]ometimes in writing of myself ... I have occasionally had the exquisite thrill of putting my finger on a little capsule of truth, and heard it give the faint squeak of mortality under my pressure, an antic sound.
Sexual intercourse is a grossly overrated pastime; the position is undignified, the pleasure momentary and the consequences damnable.
There is a sort of consolation at the contemplation of the yawning abyss, at the bottom of which lie darkness and obscurity. Edmond
Dissimulation, even the most innocent in its nature, is ever productive of embarrassment; whether the design is evil or not artifice is always dangerous and almost inevitably disgraceful.
exformation, which is a certain quantity of vital information removed from but evoked by a communication in such a way as to cause a kind of explosion of associative connections within the recipient.
DESTINY (Determined Effort So Tanacious It Negates Yuck)
Probably is a word with an emergency ejector seat.
... that exasperating quality for which we have no name, which certainly is not accuracy, and which is quite the opposite of judgement, yet which catches the mind as brambles do our clothes.
William made an ejaculation in his own language that I didn't understand, nor did the abbot understand it, and perhaps it was best for us both, because the word William uttered had an obscene hissing sound.
Repooping is the purest form of pooping
A little impatience (carefully applied and infused with
Thrilling to the sensation of hard, teeming flesh.
In a tenderness so explicit, sexuality can become obsolete
Oh incomprehensible pederasts, I shall not heap insults upon your great degradation; I shall not be the one to pour scorn on your infundibuliform anus. It is enough that the shameful and almost incurable maladies which besiege you should bring with them their unfailing punishments.
A naked lover bound and bleeding lies!
An orgasm -- for all that ails you.
-Kelly's thoughts
A pleasure so exquisite as almost to amount to pain.
An element of abstention, of restraint, must enter into all finer joys.
Three dispositions adverse to Heaven's still, - Incontinence, malice, and mad brutishness.
There is no more lively sensation than that of pain; its impressions are certain and dependable, they never deceive as may those of the pleasure women perpetually feign and almost never experience.
Peace through Pleasure
When you finally come out, there's a pain that stops, and you know it will never hurt like that again, no matter how much you lose or how bad you die.
In achieving the depersonalization of childbirth and at the same time solving the problem of pain, our society may have lost more than it has gained. We are left with the physical husk; the transcending significance has been drained away.
Even through the dulling effects of the pill, he wanted to be rid of his itching brain, his ignited skin, the flesh beneath, to in some way become so ethereal and Unbound to the earth that he could unsee, disavow, disavow
The pains and pleasures of the body, howsoever important to ourselves, are an indelicate subject of conversation
What is the use of a violent kind of delightfulness if there is no pleasure in not getting tired of it. - A substance in a cushion
Concentration, the suspension of time, an unobtrusive wit.
Gently my mind escapes into the relaxing mode of pleasure.
A pleasure that will take my mind off the reality of life.
My past life.
Life as I know it know.
And whatever may come it slowly disappears to somewhere in the back of my mind.
It will remain there until I wish to retrieve it.
We shall abolish the orgasm. Our neurologists are at work upon it now.
Impiety, n. Your irreverence toward my deity.
The religion of orgasm: utilitarianism projected into sex life; efficiency versus indolence; coition reduced to an obstacle to be got past as quickly as possible in order to reach an ecstatic explosion, the only true goal of love-making and of the universe.
Agony and ecstasy, pleasure and pain.
[Sarah has had the middle finger of her left hand amputated] and she says that when she types:
I can't rely on E,D, and C anymore. They go missing when I need them most. Pleased becomes please. Ecstasies becomes stasis.
Absence, the highest form of presence.
his passionate absorption in mere existence. Then,
Stimulate don't Annihilate.
Tension demands release. Unusual tension demands release that can only be described as appalling.
As surely as you are a living man, so surely did that spectral anatomy visit my room again last night, grin in my face, and walk away with my trousers: nor was I able to spring from my bed, or break the chain which seemed to bind me to my pillow.
Fountains of inconvenient feeling - and toward the frantic enticements of
I feel an unhappiness which almost dismembers me, and at the same time am convinced of its necessity
We sense that the human body is a precious thing, worthy of our reverence. It is not a tool, not an object of consumption like a steak or a keg of beer, not an animate provider of pleasure. It is the outward expression of a profound mystery, that of another human being.
Stop," Kincaid said in a calm voice. "Unclench."
"Unclench what?" Murphy demanded.
"Unclench your ass."
"Excuse me?"
"You're going to trip the beam. You need another quarter inch. Relax."
"I am relaxed," Murphy growled.
"Oh," Kincaid said. "Damn, great ass then.
Ecstasy ... When you increase your ability to create ecstasy out of those things found in everyday life, all of your ecstatic sensual experiences grow deeper.
Never underestimate the stimulation of eccentricity.
Ecstacy stripped away the user's inhibitions to self-expression. On E, lies are inefficient, and the peculiarities or weaknesses they are meant to obscure no longer seem like offenses against nature.
Bleeding for a decade
For a decade,
We bleed like there is no hell but the earth
We bleed like we were born to dare
We bleed like there is nothing alive inside.
We find a clue
After a decade
Bleeding is just to breath
Simply keeps us alive.
What is sweeter than lettered ease?
Lea was on the floor of a stall hugging a toilet. When she heard the door close, she lifted her head and gave me a half smile of embarrassment.
'Gracie, I've been chemically inconvenienced and I don't think I can ever leave this toilet. Take a picture of this so I'll never do it again.
Full and aching and tingling and spiraling, hanging on for dear life, letting go of every other thought and focused only on one thing - let it go, let it go, let it go.
An elipse is an elongated circle
Excusations, cessions, modesty itself well governed, are but arts of ostentation.
Of children as of procreation
the pleasure momentary, the posture ridiculous, the expense damnable
Yielding, like ice about to melt.
Breath and heat and contact and shirts off and skin on skin and smiles and murmurs and the enormity revealing itself in the tiniest of gestures, the most delicate sensations.
Labor, but slight not meditation; meditate, but slight not labor.
cast-iron erection, on
For each ecstatic instant
We must an anguish pay
In keen and quivering ratio
To the ecstasy.
All affectation; 'tis my perfect scorn;
Object of my implacable disgust.
I wanted to inflict exquisite agonies upon Aunt Patience; and had I been informed that a few weeks later, I would serve her the deepest cut imaginable, I am not certain that I would not have smiled. Morbidity
I don't know what you mean, but I know that you mean it.
(attrib: 'Edward', Appendix 2)
A lonely impulse of delight
Sexual intercourse was to be looked on as a slightly disgusting minor operation, like having an enema.
So the self under the eye lies,
Attendant and withdrawn.
breathtakingly lewd exhibition of modesty.
I feel like someone breathed new air into my lungs. I am not Abnegation. I am not Dauntless.
I am Divergent.
I felt emotions of gentleness and pleasure, that had long appeared dead, revive within me. Half surprised by the novelty of these sensations, I allowed myself to be borne away by them, and forgetting my solitude and deformity, dared to be happy.
The awful pleasure of hurling himself against something so immovable.
The fine point of seldom pleasure has been blunted
Throughout much of our lives, our association with the temporary has risen. This transitory body, a sack of bones and flesh, is considered erroneously as our true body and we have accepted this temporary condition as conclusive.
Acceptance. It sounds so gentle; you foolishly imagine you might try it. As if you could choose. You don't choose. You plummet into acceptance, because the floor has collapsed beneath your feet.
Sexual pleasure, wisely used and not abused, may prove the stimulus and liberator of our finest and most exalted activities.
The loveliest creations of men are persistently painful. What would be the description of happiness?
Extreme horniness, extreme satisfaction, or extreme peace.
Why seek to embarrass [the artist] with vanities foreign to his quietness? Know you not that certain sciences require the whole man, leaving no part of him at leisure for your trifles?
To extend oneself does not necessarily mean to have an erection.
Incomplete, your suppressed being is there, struggling to be free.
Tessie and I lay in our chairs, listening to wax being violently removed. 'Oh my!' cried the large lady. 'Is nothing,' belittled Helga. 'I do it perfect.' 'Oweee!' yelped a bikini-liner. And Helga, taking an oddly femenist stance: 'See what you do for the mens? You suffer. Is not worth it.