Jess C. Scott Quotes

The true Losers in Life, are not those who Try and Fail, but those who Fail to Try.

You can never have too much money.

I knew what it felt like to have no say in who you were as a sexual being. It didn't just strip away your dignity. It stripped away everything you were: your identity, your self-respect, your pleasure. Because it was all about the pleasure of the other person take, take, taking whatever they wanted from you, even if it was uncomfortable, or caused you pain. Even if you died from it, the other person still wouldn't care, because it was all about them.

The laws governed people's happiness. To be lawless was to be happy.

I learned that it's okay to feel the way I do: that my life has no meaning unless I have a boyfriend. A real man is like the perfect vampire-boy and all the perfect guys in Twue Wuv.

Maybe you could be mine / or maybe we'll be entwined / aimless in this sexless foreplay.

I didn't know if I should put my faith in God or Satan. Was there really a difference at the end of the day, when we were all going to be dead souls anyway?

Never mind, said Hachiko each day. Here I wait, for my friend who's late. I will stay, just to walk beside you for one more day.

The human body is the best work of art.

Last night I was seriously considering whether I was a bisexual or not but I don't think so though I'm not sure if I'd like to be and argh I don't think there's anything wrong with that, if you like a person, you like the person, not their genitals.

[Ever been kissed?]
Of course
Describe it
Why?
I want to know if you've
Ever seen Heaven.

Then he gave me a sweet kiss as if I was his one and only lover.

I felt like an animal, and animals don't know sin, do they?

Friends are the family that you choose.

It's weird, marriage. It's like this license that gives a person the legal right to control their spouse / their 'other half.

It was a soulless gaze, burning with a wild hatred that shouldn't be there in anyone who could call themselves a parent.

I suppose it's not a social norm, and not a manly thing to do - to feel, discuss feelings. So that's what I'm giving the finger to. Social norms and stuff ... what good are social norms, really? I think all they do is project a limited and harmful image of people. It thus impedes a broader social acceptance of what someone, or a group of people, might actually be like.

All I wanted was to share myself with him ... in a love way, lust way, every kind of way.

My arms would be wrapped around him like angels' wings.

Killing animals to make a fashion statement = a sickening + cold-blooded vanity.

It reached a point where the paranoia was getting to me. Everywhere I looked, it seemed like people were hanging out, wanting to date, hooking up, wanting to hook up - it was relationships, relationships, relationships everywhere. Guys checking out girls, girls checking out guys. Dudes checking out dudes, chicks checking out chicks. Fuck! That's what being a teenager was all about.

The whole thing becomes like this evil enchantment from a fairy tale, but you're made to believe the spell can never be broken.

They seemed to be together as one, somewhere else in a place that was lighter than air.

Because I want to have sex with him
and because that's sinful
I'm blushing and flushing furiously under his scrutinizing scrutiny.

Tie me up, please ... Chantal said. They looked above at some vines and roots hanging down from the grassy area above the depression in the canal they were standing in. She was in his hands-he had to comply. A little bit of kink was one of the most delicious of erotic pleasures. Catholic school girls were often the horniest-Brett could hardly contain his elation.

Now? I'm just another female faking orgasms to make a man not feel so inadequate.

That's sad. How plastic and artificial life has become. It gets harder and harder to find something ... real." Nin interlocked his fingers, and stretched out his arms. "Real love, real friends, real body parts ...

She was my black rose, a broken angel I could hug and drift away with into peaceful oblivion.

But the insane need to do it was stronger than the sense of whether it was a wrong or right thing to do.

If money's the god people worship, I'd rather go worship the devil instead.

People are sheep. TV is the shepherd.

Sex parties, alcohol and drugs lost their appeal to Sven after a while. Music never did, in his continual search for that sober connection
intimacy with one person over a long period of time, as opposed to periods of intimacy with a bunch of random faces.

When our emotional health is in a bad state, so is our level of self-esteem. We have to slow down and deal with what is troubling us, so that we can enjoy the simple joy of being happy and at peace with ourselves.

He felt a little lost, after that experience. Lost as the girls on their knees. It was a never-ending story of young girls losing themselves, such that they were no longer humans with any souls or characters, but pretty girls with fat asses and nice tits.

V-Day ... if you need this one day in a year to show everyone else you truly care for "your loved one" I think it's quite stupid. I hate this commercialism. It's all artificial, and has nothing to do with real love.

Hypocrites get offended by the truth.

Those sweet lips. My, oh my, I could kiss those lips all night long.
Good things come to those who wait.

You may be married to a star, but that doesn't mean they'll treat you like one.

Adrian had always found it amusing that a guy could be drilling Stacia up her ass while she considered herself to be a virgin. Her intent had been to present herself as such when she found "Mr. Right."