Discover the most popular and inspiring quotes and sayings on the topic of Illicitly. Share them with your friends on social media platforms like Facebook, Twitter, or your personal blogs, and let the world be inspired by their powerful messages. Here are the Top 100 Illicitly Quotes And Sayings by 99 Authors including Ally Condie,Aleister Crowley,J.k. Rowling,U-God,Patti Smith for you to enjoy and share.
No one can break as many rules as I have and not get caught somehow, sometime.
I saw at once the way to appeal to him.. 'Well, of course you know.' I said, 'in really smart circles one has to offer heroin and cocaine to people. It's only a passing fashion, of course, but while it's on, one's really out of it if one doesn't do the right thing.
Mischief Managed.
Raw I'mma give it to ya, with no trivia.
Raw like cocaine straight from Bolivia.
I use drugs to work. I never use them to escape or for pleasure. When you turn to drugs, all you're doing is turning inside, anyway. I only use drugs for construction. It's like one of my architectural tools.
You may think you will never get caught for your wrongdoing, but be assured that you will be imprisoned by your wrongdoing.
My total sellout to LSD, marijuana, and hashish, and to sex with virtually any attractive man, landed me in the hospital for four months. I was half dead from gonorrhea and a complete physical breakdown.
Shepley's girlfriend had introduced me to my very own form of crack. I couldn't get enough, and I didn't want to quit.
Legal and illegal activities had become inextricably intertwined.
To friendscorts. Like escorts, but without the cash.
You know that we have a great variety of ways to gratify our own desires.
who does any unauthorized act in relation
I broke into shakespeare's tomb and stole his remains, grinded the bones, smoked it, then got in the game
Silently, wallowing in the pleasures of conspiracy,
I recently attended a pro-drug rally ... in my basement.
Word-sniffing ... is an addiction, like glue
or snow
sniffing in a somewhat less destructive way, physically if not economically ... As an addict, I am almost guiltily interested in converts to my own illness ...
Look, I have never made a secret of the fact that I have tried marijuana ... About 50,000 times.
He'd gotten a botany internship thinking that he could use it to grow illicit, untaxed marijuana only to discover that every third botany intern had come in with the same plan.
I'm a recovering undercover over-lover.
It's a long story that involves copious quantities of alcohol and Lolita.
stealing chocolates
Should I get wind of another such rumor, I shall ruthlessly proceed against the person in question - not in a court of law, that is not my way. But I shall dedicate my next book to him ! : the economic and social consequences will teach him a lesson for the rest of his life !
Scores of high-powered men and women are addicted to substances or destructive addictive patterns of behaviour. As a matter of fact, it is easier to hide one's addiction while maintaining a high-powered position compared to the addicts and alcoholics we see sleeping on street corners.
powdered horn is snorted like cocaine.)
I experimented with marijuana a time or two.
When tempted to do any thing in secret, ask yourself if you would do it in public.
You sparkle with larceny.
We go after unlawful activities.
I've been racketeered on.
If the principal smokers of cocaine were affluent older white men and the principal users of Viagra were young black men, using Viagra would land you time behind bars.
I used to find myself goofed out in the street on drugs. And I had such a bad problem with addiction at the time that I didn't mind. I was dealing cocaine and shooting up a lot of cocaine. And that's not a good space to be in.
Then he stretched himself alongside her to smoke a cigarette with all the ceremony of an opium dreamer.
Be good or don't get caught.
I smoked pot and that was something that I did when I was in college It was something that I'm not proud of, but I did.
Morality is not only taught; it is caught.
Dry-humping, I believe it's called.
He bent over the back of sofa inside my apartment and removed my panties. With his Teeth.
With his mother-loving teeth! I can't even!
Romance novels, schmomance novels, here's how Wallbanger does it
SNEAK AROUND IN LIFE
NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU TIP TOE
THE SPIRITUAL WOOD FLOORS CREAK
LOUDER AND LOUDER NO MATTER HOW HARD
YOU TRY SNEAK IN SILENCE.
THAT'S WHEN YOU REALIZE ...
"SNEAKING IS NOISY"
AND S.I.N IS LOUD!!!!
Whether you sniff it smoke it eat it or shove it up your ass the result is the same: addiction.
Live dangerously.
By crying on my bed, drinking quite a lot and feeling tempted by drugs. Well, just not reading it to be perfectly honest with you. I know it's a bit of a copout.
While discretion points out the impropriety of my conduct, inclination urges me on to ruin.
A blast of whooshing pleasure swept through me and I fell over the other side, into sweet currents of relaxing little judders. The gentleman pulled away and I lay there still sprawled and used. I didn't care. I'd been indoctrinated in the ways of the flesh and my exposure to it was like a drug.
My anger tempted the act of delinquency and it felt good to dabble.
I cheated at school. I remember on one occasion I wrote some history dates in pen on my leg. So when there was a question like 'What year did that happen?', I'd lift my skirt up and have a look.
smoking some exotic fairy weed.
I one time tripped on that shit with Cassius for a week on the Thermic." She catches my look. "Well, it was before I met you. And have you ever seen him with his shirt off? Don't tell Sevro, by the way.
In the same way that a woman becomes a prostitute. First I did it to please myself, then I did it to please my friends, and finally I did it for money.
Did you have an extramarital affair with Monica Lewinsky?
Me and my partners had been stealing cars for a while.
This is a bawdy tale. Herein you will find gratuitous shagging, murder, spanking, maiming, treason, and heretofore unexplored heights of vulgarity and profanity, as well as non-traditional gramar, split infinitives, and the odd wank.
I'd always done a lot of sniffing glue as a kid. I was very interested in glue, and then I went to lager and speed, and I drifted into heroin because as a kid growing up everybody told me, 'don't smoke marijuana, it will kill you'.
When you dare to think about how huge the illegal drug business is in this country, you have to suspect that practically everybody has a steady buzz on,
People who foster dependence on illicit drugs such as heroin are regarded among the most unscrupulous pariahs of modern civilisation. In contrast, pushers of licit drugs tend to be viewed as altruistically motivated purveyors of social good.
Call it wine, call it Quinn-sniff induced obscurity
I don't think we'll get caught, but the very possibility is half the fun.
I remember one little rainy day I went searching for this apartment and I saw so many people standing on a stoop on the corner in the rain. Later I realized, that was drug traffic. They were all buying drugs.
Remember the Three Princes of Serendip who went out looking for treasure? They didn't find what they were looking for, but they kept finding things just as valuable. That's serendipity, and our business [drugs] is full of it.
You don't know what you can get away with until you try.-- Colin Powell
Yes, I have smoked crack cocaine,
Cocaine is yucky. I did it once: I was at a party; I was bored. I was like, 'Alright, I'll do a line.' Then I was just bored longer.
This was not illegal, (nothing was illegal since there were no longer laws), but if detected it was reasonably certain that it would be punished by death ...
I started to develop a penchant for the odd hot foil of smack. After all those years of calling junkies 'the scum of the earth', I had now fallen by the wayside and had become a junkie myself!
Drank a lot of take home pay.
I go to shady places all the time.
There are clues in the script ... he will say "I think drugs are immoral"' ... but the guy who says that kills, tortures, pimps and has whores working for him. There is this strange morality going on, which is rather like the Mafia.
I know I'm going to get in trouble!
There is no crime of which I cannot conceive myself guilty.
As something has involuntarily crept into my head through my eyes,I love to indulge it, even though it may be all wrong.
In my private life, I'm not around any drugs or alcohol.
Writing is my drug of choice. Everyday, I write. It eases out the pressure in my head and it all lands on a blank piece of paper. It has its own healing power and it gives me a feeling of contentment. Very addictive, yet it is not a criminal act.
How loose the silk. How jailed down the juice.
In avoiding the appearance of evil, I am not sure but I have sometimes unnecessarily deprived myself and others of innocent enjoyments.
Don't ask, I'll tell.
Well, when I was younger, in high school, I started out smoking pot. Which escalated into taking acid on a regular basis, which escalated into selling acid. And then I started, when I went to college, I started doing opiates.
You know, in college, I smoked a little pot, did a little blow.
The word is a violent pleasure.
Are you Evelyn Green?"
"Sort of. Mostly. I mean, legally. Again, sort of.
I have a sordid past.
In my 20s, when I was a photojournalist in Beijing. I joined an underground art group and put on clandestine exhibitions of my paintings.
How the fuck did you get into some crazy shit like this?
Sucking each other off?
His arms wrapped around me, and he began kissing me in a way that should be illegal.
All, all is theft, all is unceasing and rigorous competition in nature; the desire to make off with the substance of others is the foremost - the most legitimate - passion nature has bred into us and, without doubt, the most agreeable one.
An enormous semiofficial drug-smuggling operation was established in order to improve Britain's unfavorable balance of payments with China - the direct result of the British love of tea.
Sneaking out the back door to hand out with those hoodlum friends of mine.
Honest, I only cheat a leetle.
Tobacco and opium have broad backs, and will cheerfully carry the load of armies, if you choose to make them pay high for such joy as they give and such harm as they do.
Society secretly delights in crime, excesses, and violated prohibitions of all sorts.
Reckless archaism. Arpeggiating under the influence. Presto in an andante zone.
C'mon, let's go in my room and abuse drugs and stuff!
At school I was easily misled, but that's childhood. I remember I used to shoplift tins of Airfix paint and football badges.
Opium: that terrible truth serum. Dark secrets guarded for a lifetime can be divulged with carefree folly after a sip of the black smoke.
As with most consensual crimes, this prohibition of hemp is both silly and sinister.
Careful listening to current country and western and rock music with the help of an interpreter for coded phrases shows that young people are hearing a constant stream of messages about getting high, feeling good, going on trips, and using drugs of all kinds with all methods.
He shook two cigarettes from a crushed paper
purposefully in twos and threes into the streets:
We never get so mad as when we get caught, do we?
The desire for success lubricates secret prostitution in the soul.
I find this accusation so horrendous, so monstrous, that I have decided to confront it head-on by talking to the press. I am frustrated and angry. I believe that I am absolutely, 100 per cent innocent. I assure you: I have never taken drugs.