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‘Sex is an absurd invention that, despite being so, only aspires to swell and penetrate. It is supposed to have something to do with love, at least that is its legend, but love is a stimulating myth and even if it were not, it could not have any relationship with sex. We don't mix love with food, do we? Not with hiccups or blowing your nose. And with the breath? or with blood circulation or liver function. So why link it to our curious urge to put parts of ourselves inside other people's bodies? Or with that other equally curious urge to press our smelly mouths and pitted teeth into equally squishy and salivary holes in other bodies?’

— A Fairly Honourable Defeat, Irish Murdoch