Prostitution will always exist in every society, so I believe in a fair trade. Open the doors for women to earn their money without having pimps. The worst thing is to criminalize it, because then you open the doors for pimps, criminals, and trading.
The last four secretaries of defense have pointed out that defense spending creates jobs. So do pornography, prostitution, and narcotics.
Parliamentarianism means putting political prostitution in barracks.
Prostitution, although hounded, imprisoned, and chained, is nevertheless the greatest triumph of Puritanism.
There is no more defiant denial of one man's ability to possess one woman exclusively than the prostitute who refuses to redeemed.
The problem with prostitution in my experience is that it's often unsatisfying.
Besides prostitution, magic is one of the oldest art forms that exist.
To labor in the arts for any reason other than love is prostitution.
The profession of a prostitute is the only career in which the maximum income is paid to the newest apprentice.
The greatest damage done by advertising is precisely that it incessantly demonstrates the prostitution of men and women who lend their intellects, their voices, their artistic skills to purposes in which they themselves do not believe and that it teaches the essential meaninglessness of all creations of the mind; words, images and ideas.
Love is a taste for prostitution. In fact, there is no noble pleasure that cannot be reduced to Prostitution.
I met him when I was 18. We split up when I was 38. He saw me grow up too. He was a client, and also a friend. Such things are more common than people might think. This arrangement was not so different than many American relationships. That's why the laws against prostitution have got to go. They are totally unfair and mean.
Monogamy and prostitution go together.
Making prostitution legalized gives our society a message that sex is not sacredprivate between two adults - that sex can be bought and sold just like any object. But prostitutes are people, not objects to be consumed, used and discarded like trash when they are no longer doing what each clienttrafficker wants.
I like prostitution. My heart has never failed to pound at the sight of one of those provocatively dressed women walking in the rain under the gaslamps, just as the sight of monks in their robes and girdles touches some ascetic, hidden corner of my soul.
I have no sympathy for those who, under any pressure of circumstances, sacrifice their heart's-love for legal prostitution.
The supreme religious test of our social order is the hideous commerce of prostitution.
I am willing to accept that there are women out there who say they have chosen to sell sex. But they are in the minority, and laws are there to protect the majority. In this case, the majority of women in prostitution want to get out, and suffer violence and exploitation. If there are women who have made a free choice, there are more who have had no choice.
I hope that the relationship of the title to the novel [ What Belongs To You] gets more complex with each section of the book: that maybe it begins by resonating with the question of prostitution - to what extent can a body be commodified, what exactly are you renting or purchasing when you pay for sex - and deepens over the course of the book to address larger questions of ownership and belonging.
Academia is to knowledge what prostitution is to love.