Pimped Quotes & Sayings

In high school I had a boyfriend who was super into rap, so I was into Too $hort and Wu-Tang for a little while. And my best friend's older brother would sometimes drive us home in this pimped-out truck, and he'd play all his dirty rap music. We thought we were really cool. — Kirsten Dunst

Birkin came with Hermione. She had a rapt, triumphant look, like the fallen angels restored, yet still subtly demoniacal, now she held Birkin by the arm. And he was expressionless, neutralised, possessed by her as if it were his fate, without question. — D.H. Lawrence

People snare when I tell them that I'm an emotional prostitute. But after my rebuttal, they begin to realize that they are one too. Like me, they have pimped their emotions for the affections of another. Like me, they've gone through life tormented by the idea of living a happily ever after, not realizing that the ever after isn't so happy. — Beatrice McClearn

Empirically, all pornography is made under conditions of inequality based on sex, overwhelmingly by poor, desperate, homeless, pimped women who were sexually abused as children. — Catharine MacKinnon

Life wore a new aspect; the skies were bluer, the earth greener, the flowers more fragrant; her twin soul existed somewhere. — Fanny Fern

Institutionalized:
Ghetto stars pimped so hard for so long
they'll starve to pimp themselves behind psychic bars. — T.F. Hodge

To those who lived on the other side of the railroad and never realized the utter stupidity of the word "sin," the Bottoms was vile and wicked. But to the girls who lived there, and the boys who pimped and fought and sold licker there, "sin" was a silly word that did not enter their heads. They had never looked at life through the spectacles of the Sunday-School. The glasses good people wore wouldn't have fitted their eyes, for they hung no curtain of words between themselves and reality. To them, things were - what they were. — Langston Hughes

Well, the funny thing is, you are never the same person that you were the day before. — Jon Foreman

Who can think of Larkin now without considering his fondness for the buttocks of schoolgirls and paranoid hatred of blacks ... Or Eric Gill's copulations with more or less every member of his family, including the dog? Proust had rats tortured, and donated his family furniture to brothels; Dickens walled up his wife and kept her from her children; Lillian Hellman lied. While Sartre lived with his mother, Simone de Beauvoir pimped babes for him; he envied Camus, before trashing him. John Cheever loitered in toilets, nostrils aflare, before returning to his wife. P.G. Wodehouse made broadcasts for the Nazis; Mailer stabbed his second wife. Two of Ted Hughes's lovers had killed themselves. And as for Styron, Salinger, Saroyan ... Literature was a killing field; no decent person had ever picked up a pen. — Hanif Kureishi

Instead of using new technologies to preserve for ready discovery material that might in the past never have been stored, or deleting everything as soon as possible, we can develop systems that place sensitive information beyond reach until a specified amount of time has passed or other conditions are met. — Jonathan Zittrain

But doesn't it seem like Chelsea's sort of being pimped out in some weird sort of way? — David Shuster

However, in a populistic culture like ours, which seems to lack a responsible elite with political and moral autonomy, and in which it is possible to exploit the wildest currents of public sentiment for private purposes, it is at least conceivable that a highly organized, vocal, active, and well-financed minority could create a political climate in which the rational pursuit of our well-being and safety would become impossible. — Richard Hofstadter

Nationalism is pimped-out bigotry, designed to provoke a Stockholm Syndrome in the livestock. — Stefan Molyneux

Because hypocrisy stinks in the nostrils one is likely to rate it as a more powerful agent for destruction than it is. — Rebecca West

Bush is a natural-born loser with a filthy-rich daddy who pimped his son out to rich oil-mongers. He hates music, football and sex, in no particular order, and he is no fun at all. — Hunter S. Thompson

Jack, you want to know what's going to happen to you? I'm going to torture the living crap out of you, until there is barely any life left in you. I might nurse you back to health, give you whatever false sense of hope you need, then I'm going to kill the crap out of you, over and over and over again until I feel better. — C.C. Wall

Let us pretend that my mind is a taxi ... and suddenly you are riding in it. — Richard Brautigan

God requireth not a uniformity of religion. — Roger Williams

Generally for red carpet, I love to relax first. I love to work out. I love to eat well, drink tons of water beforehand, so on the night of the red carpet I feel good and ready to go. I also love to get a good body scrub. — Emmanuelle Chriqui

To walk is to lack a place. — Michel De Certeau