Favorite Masters of Sex Quotes
I have been working here for ten years, and I know your handwriting from a mile away. Now, I don't know why you're sending yourself flowers from Dan, and I'm not asking. What I am asking for is a little bit of support.
Betty
Do you really think all those years that I just sat here making lunches and vacuuming the carpets while you were working late? First, there was Robert. You remember Robert, Coral's brother. The first time we didn't even make it to the bedroom. He took me right there on the kitchen floor. Anybody walking by could have seen us. I wanted him so badly it didn't even matter. Then there was Paul. There is not a room in this house where Paul and I didn't make love. Certainly there was this room. Every inch of it really. There was the rug, up against the bar, on this sofa. Paul wanted to marry me, take me away. The kids too. I should've gone. I should've gone. So, if you want to feel sorry for someone, I would suggest feeling sorry for yourself.
Libby
Sex and love... a mysterious thing.
Hugh Hefner
I know I caused enormous pain, and I deeply regret that.
Virginia
Nancy: Aren't pain and pleasure two sides of the same coin? Both illicit the same physiological reactions: increased heart rate, perspiration, shortness of breath.
Bill: A well-adjusted individual knows the difference.
Nancy: Not always. It can be oddly romantic, even erotic... the sensation of pain, of punishment. Haven't you ever gone after something you knew would hurt you because it also felt good.
Virginia: We were due at the wedding chapel at seven, and that afternoon I went downstairs to the tables, and I found a nice man with a Pearl Harbor tattoo, and I took him upstairs and let Dan discover us. That's the real reason why he's back with you.
Alice: I don't know who's more deserving of pity in that story. What kind of woman beds a man on the same day she was meant to marry another?
Bill: Well for someone that lies to you, who disregards you, who ultimately cannot love you... can you possibly hate yourself that much?
Alice: Sometimes I do, but sometimes I don't. Surely people like us feel we deserve a certain punishment or these things wouldn't keep happening. What matters for me is Dan loves me, and I love him.
Bill. No. That's not love... that's torture.
The question isn't do they love each other enough. It's are they willing to truly engage in the work of intimacy? To stand naked in front of each other outside the bedroom. Are they capable of reflection, of change? Are they able to let go of and forgive each other for their hurt and disappointment that's brought them here?
Bill
I don't mean to burst your bubble, but I'm not trying to get into your pants. Look, if it were up to me I'd be out the door, but my ride has apparently up and disappeared right at the moment that everyone has lost their mind and decided to start playing sexual roulette.
Betty
Libby: I want you to go down on me.
Bill: I'm sorry?
Libby: I want to know what it feels like, and I want you to do something for me for the sole purpose of giving me pleasure.
Can you leave a mark that's indelible? That's the challenge. You dazzle them, and then you leave them ruined.
Virginia
Libby: I am actually a carnal woman, Bill. I want a man to tear my clothes off, and I want to have sex in the shower, and if I am going to go to a five-hour charity dinner, at some point I want to be felt up under the goddamn table.
Bill: I would have happily felt you up.
Libby: Really?
Bill: Yes, those were some incredibly boring dinners.
