To love a woman who scorns you is to lick honey from a thorn.

I’ve been on more laps than a napkin.

Sex is the last refuge of the miserable.

I know nothing about sex, because I was always married.

No matter how much cats fight, there always seem to be plenty of kittens. 

One may like the love and despise the lover.

Sex: in America, an obsession; in other parts of the world, a fact.

Lord! I wonder what fool it was that first invented kissing.