When a guy goes to a hooker, he's not paying her for sex, he's paying her to leave.

Prostitutes, more than any other profession, help keep American marriages together.

It's always a business doing pleasure with you.

Coquettes know how to please, not love, and that is why men love them SO much.

A hooker told me, 'Not on the first date.'

The man who rings the bell at the brothel is unconsciously looking for God.

On some level, almost every client wanted to believe that the girl was spending time with him not for money but because she found him irresistible.

I may be good for nothing, but I'm never bad for nothing.

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 only hated men at those moments when I realized that I was doing all the giving and they the taking. At least when I was a prostitute, it was all honest and upfront.