D. H. Lawrence Quotes

Writers are always writing about infidelity. It's so dramatic. The wickedness of it, the secrecy, the complications, the finding that you thought you were one person but you're also this other person. The innocent life and the guilty life. My God, it's just full of stuff for a writer. I doubt it will ever go out of fashion.

I walked in on my wife and the milkman, the first thing she says is "don't tell the butcher"!

A sin takes on a new and real terror when there seems a chance that it is going to be found out.

Now I lay me down to cheat on the woman I love so, and if I die between these sheets I pray to God she'll never know.

I keep coming back to it, over and over - adultery and cheating. It's the most interesting problem in the theater. How else do you get Oedipus? That's the first cheating in the theater.

I lied for years and years. And the thing about lies and secrets is that they eat you alive from the inside. I would not wish that pain on anyone.

Infidelity is such a pretty word, so light and delicate. Whereas the act itself is dark and thick with guilt, betrayal, confusion, pain, and (okay) sometimes enormous pleasure.

Secrecy is the original sin. The fig leaf in the Garden of Eden. The basic crime against love.

I asked him "Who said you could fool around with my wife" he said everybody.

Cheating gets easier every time it's done. It's only hard the first time, when one feels the sting of morality and the guilt of betraying someone's trust.

When a woman wants to betray her husband, her actions are almost invariably studied but they are never reasoned.

Adultery is an image of hell.

I find infidelity interesting because it's so revelatory about people. It's this really silent thing. Everyone acknowledges it as a general practice, but nobody likes to go beyond that, to get down to the nitty-gritty.

Eighty percent of married men cheat in America. The rest cheat in Europe.

Your wife doesn't want to hear a word about how hot your mistress is, and vice versa.

I read so much about men who aren't what they seem, and particularly stories written by women who found out their husbands had a slew of secrets they knew nothing about.

My husband came up to Hot Rocks to check up on me, why is still unknown to me because if I was to cheat on him it wouldn't be in a neighborhood bar where he knows I am.

I have good looking kids. Thank goodness my wife cheats on me.

Men, no matter what their promises, rarely leave their spouses... the louses.

For the most part fraud in the end secures for its companions repentance and shame.

When I was married, I definitely went through a lying period.

I don't want to sell myself short. You hurt your spouse, not so much by the infidelity, but by the negative feelings about yourself that you bring home.

When you betray somebody else, you also betray yourself.

A woman's best love letters are always written to the man she is betraying.

For a married woman to flirt is a sin.