Your body is the church where Nature asks to be reverenced.
From Marquis de Sade
Destruction, hence, like creation, is one of Nature's mandates.
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.
One weeps not save when one is afraid, and that is why kings are tyrants.
Lust's passion will be served; it demands, it militates, it tyrannizes.
Nature has not got two voices, you know, one of them condemning all day what the other commands.
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