quote by Harry S. Truman

My choice early in life was either to be a piano player in a whorehouse or a politician. To tell the truth, there's hardly a difference.

— Harry S. Truman

Sensual Whorehouse quotations

People do not expect to find chastity in a whorehouse.

Why, then, do they expect to find honesty and humanity in government, a congeries of institutions whose modus operandi consists of lying, cheating, stealing, and if need be, murdering those who resist?


Every two or three years, I knock off for a while.

That way I`m always the new girl in the whorehouse.

Flying makes me feel like a sex maniac in a whorehouse with a stack of $20 bills.

For five years I've felt like the best prostitute in a high-class whorehouse.

But all the other girls get paid more than I do.

When I was fourteen, my father decided to initiate me into the ways of manhood, and took me to the local whorehouse. The woman spread her legs, and made me look between them. All I could see was something that looked like a dyin' orchid; consequently, I have never been comfortable around women or orchids.


Quoting Demosthenes, 'For what each man wishes, that he also believes to be true.' I would rather make money playing a piano in a whorehouse than arguing that no cost is incurred when employees are paid in stock options instead of cash. I am not kidding.

One gets tired of the role critics are supposed to have in this culture: It's like being the piano player in a whorehouse; you don't have any control over the action going on upstairs.

Congress, 535 commoditized temple monkeys pawing through the ruins of America in search of bribes. The bicameral whorehouse on Capitol Hill works like a vending machine. You put coins in the slot, select your law, and the desired legislation slides out.

With her Florentino Ariza learned what he had already experienced many times without realizing it: that one can be in love with several people at the same time, feel the same sorrow with each, and not betray any of them. Alone in the midst of the crowd on the pier, he said to himself in a flash of anger: 'My heart has more rooms than a whorehouse.

Wild intelligence abhors any narrow world;

and the world of women must stay narrow, or the woman is an outlaw. No woman could be Nietzsche or Rimbaud without ending up in a whorehouse or lobotomized.


The church and the whorehouse arrived in the Far West simultaneously.

And each would have been horrified to think it was a different facet of the same thing. But surely they were both intended to accomplish the same thing: the singing, the devotion, the poetry of the churches took a man out of his bleakness for a time, and so did the brothels.

I think it would be nice to have a guilt free possibility to act out all kinds of sexual fantasies... So that I think is appealing. And today the only thing that exists like that is called a whorehouse... Where you still feel like you're exploiting so I don't want to do that.

Welcome to Chicago. This town stinks like a whorehouse at low tide.

Socially, a journalist ranks somewhere between the madam of a whorehouse and a bartender. but spiritually he ranks with Galileo, for he knows the world is round.

Nothing seems more like a whorehouse to me than a museum.

In it you find the same equivocal aspect, the same frozen quality.


With her Florentino Ariza learned what he had already experienced many times without realizing it: that one can be in love with several people at the same time, feel the same sorrow with each, and not betray any of them. Alone in the midst of the crowd on the pier, he said to himself in a flash of anger: 'My heart has more rooms than a whorehouse.

As a screenwriter you're the towel boy in the whorehouse.

I mean you know you're lucky if you're invited to set. It's kind of like here is the blueprint, go and that's you know there has been some debate as to whether or not a film should be by the director or by the screenwriter or by both.

I hadn't talked to him in many, many years.

He got a bad rap on "Heaven's Gate." I actually live in the hog ranch from "Heaven's Gate" in Montana. Mike Cimino gave me that set, the whorehouse, that's my house.

What has happened in the last generation is that Tijuana has become a new Third World capital - much to the chagrin of Mexico City, which is more and more aware of how little it controls Tijuana politically and culturally. In addition to whorehouses and discos, Tijuana now has Korean factories and Japanese industrialists and Central American refugees, and a new Mexican bourgeoisie that takes its lessons from cable television.

You can't write a good song about a whorehouse unless you've been in one.


We show girls were forced to live in whorehouses in each town, no other accommodations being available.

I haunted streets, whorehouses, police stations, courtrooms, theater stages, jails, saloons, slums, madhouses, fires, murders, riots, banquet halls and bookshops. I ran everywhere in the city like a fly buzzing in the works of a clock, tasted more than any fit belly could hold, learned not to sleep, and buried myself in a tick-tock of whirling hours that still echo in me.

The Kiril Islands had changed hands more times than a good coin in a whorehouse.

The wallpaper with which the men of science have covered the world of reality is falling to tatters. The grand whorehouse which they have made of life requires no decoration; it is essential that only the drains function adequately. Beauty, that feline beauty that has us by the balls in America, is finished.

American married life is the doormat to the whorehouse.


This ain't a war... It's a goddam whorehouse.

Stop bothering me with your pathetic politics - I'd rather go to the whorehouse.

My true church is a whorehouse – the only one that gives me true satisfaction.

We're too busy busting whorehouses or solving murders. That's what makes the show so funny

I spent most of my seventh grade summer dehydrated, green-tongued, and smelling like a Malaysian whorehouse.


I'd rather have a daughter in a whorehouse than a son in the police force,' Esther used to rage to anyone who would listen.

We followed the bondage Bobbsey Twins across the crowded dance floor.

Those leather shorts were an adventure from behind, let me tell you. And the pictures of Elvis decorating the walls were an education, too. It wasn’t often you ran into a bondage/Elvis/ whorehouse-themed vampire club.

Ever see a hot shot hit, kid? I saw the Gimp catch one in Philly.

We rigged his room with a one-way whorehouse mirror and charged a sawski to watch it. He never got the needle out of his arm. They don't if the shot is right. That's the way they find them, dropper full of clotted blood hanging out of a blue arm. The look in his eyes when it hit --- Kid, it was tasty.