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Love. Really, it's responsible for the most vulgar excesses.
The things you think about when you're a hair's breath away from getting yourself killed.
The mysteries of the female sex! We men can never hope to fathom your depths, but only try not to drown in them.
Their vaginas were just ships passing in the night, stopping to pick up every dirty sailor.
SEX
Pussy, pussy, pussy.
Cock, cock, cock.
Ass, ass, ass.
The games we play.
No, no, no, makes us obsessed to the point of insanity.
Yes, yes, yes, makes us superior to the point of cruelty.
It's just a fuck, after all.
her hair. But fantasy
A man's sexual organ is penis and woman's sexual organ is brains.
Milk, blood, tears, urine, semen.
Blood and bodies and death and power.
Being words, being lips that bleed.
Cutting people. Those women were
There's this great big world out there where women are valued for more than their vaginas," she
The way her body existed only where he touched her. The rest of her was smoke.
tonguing her clit. I
Women-the greatest natural resource in the world today.
Her mind. It was far stronger than any muscle in her body.
Moving from phonetics to etymology, 'vagina' originates from a word meaning sheath for a sword. Ain't got no vagina.
Sex
the great inequality, the great miscalculator, the great Irritator.
When a man's bank balance becomes too small, his woman flees. For a man to do the same, his woman's body - or vagina - has to do the opposite.
I liked to think I was a smart woman. My vagina, on the other hand, was the equivalent of a dumb blonde. And that blonde wanted what she wanted.
A woman with a mind, a body with a soul. A heart full of love, that won't let go.
Her heart. It rules her. Every action, every smile, every word, every touch, is driven by it. Do you have any idea what it's like to be on the receiving end of that?
Confidence, the sexiest thing I put on in the morning.
I had always thought of my vagina as an anatomical vacuum randomly sucking up particles and objects from the surrounding environment.
Chicks bleed out their vaginas all the time.
My vagina claps her pretty lips, and my magic marble lights up like we've won the million-dollar prize.
Heart...Soul...Words
transformed, and transported by one specific guide - a visionary, an activist, an outrageous fighter and dreamer. I have come to know these women (and sometimes men) as Vagina Warriors.
Women. They are a complete mystery.
He never got a really proper look at them, but the situation told him it must be a swarming flock of vaginas that flew all around his head, biting him toothlessly on his ears and his cheeks and his neck.
God gave man the strength to conquer the world, but God gave woman a vagina to conquer man
Birth, death . . .?' 'And nappies, madam. Things men don't do.
Stop shoving things up me. Stop shoving and stop cleaning it up. My vagina doesn't need to be cleaned up. It smells good already. Not like rose petals. Don't try to decorate.
When I was in grade school I was into chess club, Latin club, D&D, computer camp - everything that made vaginas go away.
certain things. It comes when you think certain
Magdalene's handjobs,
A woman's posterior is the key to my heart.
A wounded heart was apparently no competition for an overeager vagina.
Women make men their slaves in return for the occasional use of their vaginas. It's an unspoken barter system and it's flawless.
That females are capable of being just as vulgar about sexual and eliminatory functions as males.
Masturbation! The amazing availability of it!
Basically, my vagina was a metaphor for my empty heart and it needed to be filled before I decided that my stomach was also a metaphor and I ate my way through this whole situation.
God, but she loved it. His tongue
Your soul, your spirit and your body.
your and your wife's fingers and toes after your deaths.
You know what's the sexiest thing of all? A little mystery.
Beautiful girls. They only want to do you dirt. They'll have you suicidal, suicidal when they say it's over.
Men. And their no-good, fool-headed proposals.
Body, heart and soul ... i belong to you. Forever.
Women secretly love to talk about their vaginas. They get very excited, mainly because no one has ever asked them before.
Women have all the power because women have all the vaginas.
What is it that you think about just before you get a condom? Sex!
Jesus's bloody tears.
What do you think I imagine making love to a vagina would be like? Maybe like having sex with a ballroom!
Beauty, brains, and a complete psycho. My dream girl.
Girls. You never know what they're going to think.
Women. They are a complete mystery to me.
What in us the women leave uncultivated, children cultivate when we retain them near us.
Feelings, and feelings, and feelings. Let me try thinking instead.
Women's rights, that antediluvian topic.
What do you know about women?
They smell nice, they don't like to be told they can't do something, and, when they're naked, they hold some sort of mystical power that overrides our brains and makes us do and say things that would normally be inconceivable.
The sexiest part of a woman,' Carlos said after considering her question for a few moments, 'is her mind. Her thoughts. What is inside.
My own brain. When I get it out of the way, I'm fine.
Here's how men think. Sex, work - and those are reversible, depending on age - sex, work, food, sports and lastly, begrudgingly, relationships. And here's how women think. Relationships, relationships, relationships, work, sex, shopping, weight, food.
The corners of her mouth
Everything about woman is a riddle, and everything about woman has a single solution: that is, pregnancy
THINGS THAT AREN'T TRUE. HOW ELSE CAN THEY
My heart." It's a stupid come on, but I'm a girl. I can get away with it.
Tongue; well that's a wery good thing when it an't a woman.
Men. Sometimes you could kiss them forever and other times you could just take your glittery, red stilettos and jam them as far up their asses as they'd reach.
Sexual organs are the root of all evil.
I mean, he did say vagina, didn't he? And if he did, then how come it sounded so exciting? Vagina is pretty much the least exciting word in the world. It's something your doctor says to you shortly before he invades it with what looks like a weapon from our robotic future.
What a lot of things there are a man can do without.
MOUTH, n. In man, the gateway to the soul; in woman, the outlet of the heart.
In reality, the vagina is not a game of soccer to be kicked around like a ball. Its goal is to love and not keep score of how many times it's beaten the competition. Having a vagina is a beautiful thing and shouldn't be locked up or controlled by those who do not have one.
Boys have penises and girls have vaginas. If they touch at the wrong time, you can make a baby or die.
Fear and niceness, the handmaids of all women, or more truly, woman its pretty self.
Women, can't live with them, can't murder/suicide without them
Brains. Hearts. Lungs. Eyes. All pickled in some kind of home-brewed formaldehyde,
Careful Cam, your vagina is showing.
The brain, the mind, and all the things that happen inside it, it's a very erogenous zone.
Fucking?
Sorry. Sexual intercourse? Coitus? The union and rhythm of our genitals?
Buggeration and Fuckery
Those magical fucks, when everything else falls away.
A woman's belly is the garden of life. Her mind is the gateway to meaning. Her heart is the source of love. And her eyes are the light by which the whole world sees beauty.
Women. Who made 'em? God must have been a genius. Their hair. They say that the hair is everything, you know? Have you ever buried your nose in a mountain of curls, and just wanted to go to sleep forever?
Lust and love. They both put a fire in your damn shorts.
Love, the life-giving garden of this world.
How easy it is to love.
Sex - the poor man's polo.
It was depressing how pornography had so emphatically demoted the vagina. The poor old vagina!
The power of pussy, that's why niggaz get their hair cut.
Women. Can't live with 'em, can't shoot 'em.
Love, nobody inside it knows how the hell to handle it.
My chest, Stella's hip, Jamie's left ass cheek.
The light that lies In woman's eyes.
Being my lady on my arm and my slut between the sheets
My body - I do not fall to pieces and be reduced to a big pile of lovable mush over a woman, never!
Sex and drugs and rock and roll.
He's a vagina voodooist!