Kink Quotes

“all she wants is to be loved totally, without reason or question or sacrifice. Love is her hands above her head. Love is a riding crop, a whip, a knotted red rope—all things that force her to relinquish the control with which she tightly grips the world.”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories

“Masculinity was a glass vase perpetually at the edge of the table.”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories

“the things that tormented me most were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, who had ever been alive.”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories

“Mr. Harris kept glancing up and down Omar’s body, lingering around his chest and his groin. At first, Omar pretended not to notice. It was a compulsive kind of looking, one that cis people indulged in when they believed they could do it without being seen, though it was so common to catch them looking that their lack of shame was obvious.”
― Zeyn Joukhadar , Kink: Stories

“In Life magazine in 1963, James Baldwin said, “You think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read. It was Dostoevsky and Dickens who taught me that the things that tormented me most were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, who had ever been alive.”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories

“She knows that a small, soft animal lives inside her, and that animal wants to be loved completely, flat on its back, kissed and cuddled. She wants that [...]
- LARISSA PHAM, AUTHOR OF "Trust”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories

“Most men would only see bodily fluids when they caught their ejaculate in their hands, or if their life ended at the wrong end of a brawl. but for women, gore was a unit of measurement: monthly cycles, the egg-white slip of arousal, the blood of virginity stolen through force of hand or the force of law, childbirth, fists splitting the skin of the skull, the leak of milk, tears.”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories

“Sasha wants me to take her somewhere--a place she has no vocabulary for--a place neither of us has been.”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories

“They were like two-thirds of a bar joke: he was an ex-Pentecostal, she was an ex-Catholic, and though she'd been with him for three years, she still refused to let him in the bathroom if she was so much as taking a piss.”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories

“It seems to me that you are less interested in actually being vulnerable with others and more enamored with the symptoms of your own vulnerability, he wrote.”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories

“She did not watch pornography; she thought about stopping him as soon as the sex became boring to her.”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories

“You can't get enough of something you don't need.”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories

“You can’t get enough of a thing you don’t need.”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories

“Kink proves that our desires, no matter how dark they are deemed, are always worthy of being named.” —BRONTEZ PURNELL, author of 100 Boyfriends”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories

“This was the thing about being an ex-Christian: like that, your life expectancy went from eternity to seventy-odd years. A death sentence on you and on those you loved. He tried not to think about it; he thought about it all the time.”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories

“Worse yet, he blundered from the start, asking her why she felt she needed to be hurt. “Why are people gay?” she shot back, suddenly unshy. “Why does anyone have a foot fetish? One of my earlier memories is of looking up words related to—to this, in the dictionary. It just happens, you know?”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories

“In a disembodied floating space, S/m offers little pockets of theatricality and connection. So long as they are playing, two people are totally accountable and listening to each other. S/m radically preempts romantic love because it is a practice of it.”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories

“This is what he has wanted, isn’t it? To force the quiet, tight bud to blossom. He has done it with peonies before, cut too soon in the season. He sees it now, the flower opening inside her. The hard, pale green outer shell unfurls to reveal a series of delicate petals, thin as tissue, all different shades of pink, the edges frilled. All of the layers opening, turning back to reveal more and more delicacy of all colors, densely packed, the edges of the petals like little curling tongues.”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories

“And he knows now that he cannot turn back. That he is responsible for this, for her, for making her think that she could trust him, that she could open her heart to him. And he realizes now that he has not stopped to consider, at any moment, the shape of his own heart, if it is a flower or a lock or a door, and if it is a door if that door is closed or open.”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories

“She considers it, sitting next to him, who is with her but soon will be leaving, though she doesn’t know it, how little time they have left. She considers her own instincts,”
― R.O. Kwon, Kink: Stories