A Quote by Dashiell Hammett

Strictly speaking, there are no real substitutes for sexual satisfaction — © Dashiell Hammett
Strictly speaking, there are no real substitutes for sexual satisfaction
Strictly speaking, there are no real substitutes for sexual satisfaction.
Normally I didn’t see a great deal. I didn’t hear a great deal either. I didn’t pay attention. Strictly speaking I wasn’t there. Strictly speaking I believe I’ve never been anywhere.
As we gain satisfaction from artificial substitutes for nature we forget that there is no known substitute for Nature, the real thing and its eons of intelligent, life supportive, experience. Each substitute we create falls short of nature's balanced perfection, thus producing our pollution, garbage and relationship conflicts.
Strictly speaking, there is but one real evil: I mean acute pain. All other complaints are so considerably diminished by time that it is plain the grief is owing to our passion, since the sensation of it vanishes when that is over.
People tend to link "sex and drugs" because both are condemned by society. Nevertheless, throughout the ages human beings have continually searched for more ecstasy, more sexual satisfaction, for solutions to their sexual problems, and for aphrodisiacs.
I believe in intuition and inspiration. Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited, whereas imagination embraces the entire world, stimulating progress, giving birth to evolution. It is, strictly speaking, a real factor in scientific research.
Strictly speaking, you don't think: Thinking happens to you.
Of woman as a real human being, with sexual needs and sexual responsibilities, morality has often known nothing.
In inner-party politics, these methods lead, as we shall yet see, to this: the party organization substitutes itself for the party, the central committee substitutes itself for the organization, and, finally, a dictator substitutes himself for the central committee.
Somehow, married or single, we'd rather anesthetize ourselves with love substitutes than go for the real thing, because let's face it: The real thing is pretty scary.
Strictly speaking, the land does not exist; it is merely dehydrated sea.
Strictly speaking, it is doubtful that a photograph can help us understand anything.
Strictly speaking, the idea of a scientific poem is probably as nonsensical as that of a poetic science.
Strictly speaking, one never 'keeps' bees - one comes to terms with their wild nature.
There was a Russian cult of eunuchs known as the Skoptsy who were renowned for their proficiency as mathematicians, bankers, and moneylenders. Outsiders called them rapacious but this was simply their jealousy speaking - when one is freed from sexual desire, or sexual desire is transmuted into work, suddenly the world becomes engorged with possibilities.
For the Christian, there are, strictly speaking, no chances. A secret Master of the Ceremonies has been at work.
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