Inanna spoke:" What I tell you Let the singer weave into song. What I tell you, Let it flow from ear to mouth, Let it pass from old to young: My vulva, the horn, The Boat of Heaven, Is full of eagerness like the young moon. My untilled land lies fallow. As for me, Inanna, Who will plow my vulva? Who will plow my high field? Who will plow my wet ground? As for me, the young woman, Who will plow my vulva? Who will station the ox there? Who will plow my vulva?" Dumuzi replied:" Great Lady, the king will plow your vulva. I, Dumuzi the King, will plow your vulva." Inanna:" Then plow my vulva, man of my heart! Plow my vulva! . Diane Wolkstein
Sex can be used either for self-affirmation or for self-transcendence – either to intensify the ego and consolidate the social persona by some kind of conspicuous ‘embarkation’ and heroic conquest, or else to annihilate the persona and transcend the ego in an obscure rapture of...
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Aldous Huxley
If she did experience sex--or something close to it--in high school, I'm sure it would have been less out of sexual desire or love than literary curiosity.
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Haruki Murakami
If you have a story that seems worth telling, and you think you can tell it worthily, then the thing for you to do is to tell it, regardless of whether it has to do with sex, sailors or mounted policemen.
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Dashiell Hammett
I really think that writing about sex is writing about the mind.
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Jane DeLynn
He didn't know all that much about how the machinery worked anyway. Such knowledge was for specialists. In war, as in love, he was a fearless, happy-go-lucky adventurer.
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Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
More Quotes By Diane Wolkstein
Oh God, let me not be cured of love, but let my passion grow! Let me love for love's sake!
Inanna spoke:" What I tell you Let the singer weave into song. What I tell you, Let it flow from ear to mouth, Let it pass from old to young: My vulva, the horn, The Boat of Heaven, Is full of eagerness like the young...
With good reason, love's messengers, Eros and Kama, are armed with bows and long-distance arrows. No being, god or mortal, can choose love. Love comes despite ourselves; and then, if we have not already done so, we have the task of becoming our selves so...
