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A delightful expression of contempt hovered about her upper lip. “You look at love, and especially woman,” she began, “as something hostile, something against dirty extreme sex porn photo which you put up a defense, even if unsuccessfully. You feel that their power over you gives you a sensation of pleasurable torture, of pungent cruelty. This is a genuinely modern point of view.” “You don’t share it?” “I do not share it,” she said quickly and decisively, shaking her head, so that her curls flew up like red flames. “The ideal which I strive to realize in my life is the serene sensuousness of the Greeks—pleasure without pain.

I do not believe in the kind of love which is preached by Christianity, by the moderns, by the knights of the spirit. Yes, look at me, I am worse than a heretic, I am a pagan. ‘Doest thou imagine long the goddess of love took counsel When in Ida’s grove she was pleased with the hero Anchises?’ “These lines from Goethe’s _Roman Elegy_ have always delighted me. “In nature there is only the love of the heroic age, ‘when gods and goddesses loved.’ At that time ‘desire followed the glance, enjoyment desire.’ All else is factitious, affected, a lie. Christianity, whose cruel emblem, the cross, has always had for me an element of the monstrous, brought something alien and hostile into nature and its innocent instincts. “The battle of the spirit with the senses is the gospel of modern man.

I do not care to have a share in it.” “Yes, Mount Olympus would be the place for you, madame,” I replied, “but we moderns can no longer dirty extreme sex porn photo support the antique serenity, least of all in love. The idea of sharing a woman, even if it were an Aspasia, with another revolts us. For example, we have made a term abuse out of the name of the glorious Phryne.

“We prefer one of Holbein’s meagre, pallid virgins, which is wholly ours to an antique Venus, no matter how divinely beautiful she is, but who loves Anchises to-day, Paris to-morrow, Adonis the day after. And if nature triumphs in us so that we give our whole glowing, passionate devotion to such a woman, her serene joy of life appears to us as something demonic and cruel, and we read into our happiness a sin which we must expiate.” “So you too are one of those who rave about modern women, those miserable hysterical feminine creatures who don’t appreciate a real man in their somnambulistic search for some dream-man and masculine ideal. Amid tears and convulsions they daily outrage their Christian duties; they cheat and are cheated; they always seek again and choose and reject; they are never happy, and never give happiness. They accuse fate instead of calmly confessing that they want to love and live as Helen and Aspasia lived. Nature admits of no permanence in the relation between man and woman.” “But, my dear lady—” “Let me finish. It is only man’s egoism which wants to keep woman like some buried treasure.

All endeavors to introduce permanence dirty extreme sex porn photo in love, the most changeable thing in this changeable human existence, have gone shipwreck in spite of religious ceremonies, vows, and legalities. Can you deny that our Christian world has given itself over to corruption?” “But—” “But you are about to say, the individual who rebels against the arrangements of society is ostracized, branded, stoned. I am willing to take the risk; my principles are very pagan. I am dirty extreme sex porn photo dirty extreme sex porn photo willing to do without your hypocritical respect; I prefer to be happy. The inventors of the Christian marriage dirty extreme sex porn photo have done well, simultaneously to invent immortality. When with my last breath everything as far as Wanda von Dunajew is concerned comes to an end here below, what does it profit me whether my pure spirit joins the choirs of angels, or whether my dust goes into the formation of new beings? Shall I belong to one man whom I don’t love, merely because I have once loved him? No, I do not renounce; I love everyone who pleases me, and give happiness to everyone who loves me. No, it is more beautiful by far, than if cruelly I enjoy the tortures, which my beauty excites, and virtuously reject the poor fellow who is pining away for me. I am young, rich, and beautiful, and I live serenely for the sake of pleasure and enjoyment.” While she was speaking her eyes sparkled roguishly, and I had dirty extreme sex porn photo taken hold of her hands without exactly knowing what to do with them, but being a genuine dilettante I hastily let go of them again.

“Your frankness,” I said, “delights me, and not it alone—” My confounded dilettantism again throttled me as though there were a rope around my neck. “You were about to say—” “I was about to say—I was—I am sorry—I interrupted you.” “How, so?” A long pause.

She is doubtless engaging in a monologue, which translated into my language would be comprised in the single word, “donkey.” “If I may ask,” I finally began, “how did you arrive at these—these conclusions?” “Quite simply, my father was an intelligent man.