the art of love: book I
...don't let your hair stick up in tufts on your head; see that your hair and your beard are decently trimmed. see also that your nails are clean and nicely filed; don't have any hair growing out of your nostrils; take care that your breath is sweet, and don't go about reeking like a billy-goat. all other toilet refinements leave to the women or to perverts.
keep it clean, fellas.
...clasping to his breast the swooning, unresisting girl, he bore her away. for a god may do as he wills, and who shall say him nay. then some sang hymenæe! and some evion evoë! and to these strains the god and his bride consummated their spousals on the sacred couch.
see? these things were written by little boys with big dreams.
...what lover of experience does not know how greatly kisses add cogency to tender speeches? if she refuse to be kissed, kiss her all the same.she may struggle to begin with. "horrid man!" she'll say; but if she fights, 'twill be a losing battle. nevertheless, don't be too rough with her and hurt her dainty mouth. don't give her cause to say that you're a brute. and if, after you've kissed her, you fail to take the rest, you don't deserve even what you've won. what more did you want to come to the fulfilment of your desires? oh, shame on you! it was not your modesty, it was your stupid clownishness. you would have hurt her in the struggle, you say? but women like being hurt. what they like to give, they love to be robbed of. every woman taken by force in a hurricane of passion is transported with delight; nothing you could give her pleases her like that.
man, rape is totally at the top of my list of turn-ons.
...a part of my enterprise is now achieved, though more remains behind. here then let us heave the anchor and give ourselves a little rest.
oh, ovid.
haha! today's a late-start date.
life's nice.
ihavefoundaclicktocallmyown,
lindsAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
keep it clean, fellas.
...clasping to his breast the swooning, unresisting girl, he bore her away. for a god may do as he wills, and who shall say him nay. then some sang hymenæe! and some evion evoë! and to these strains the god and his bride consummated their spousals on the sacred couch.
see? these things were written by little boys with big dreams.
...what lover of experience does not know how greatly kisses add cogency to tender speeches? if she refuse to be kissed, kiss her all the same.she may struggle to begin with. "horrid man!" she'll say; but if she fights, 'twill be a losing battle. nevertheless, don't be too rough with her and hurt her dainty mouth. don't give her cause to say that you're a brute. and if, after you've kissed her, you fail to take the rest, you don't deserve even what you've won. what more did you want to come to the fulfilment of your desires? oh, shame on you! it was not your modesty, it was your stupid clownishness. you would have hurt her in the struggle, you say? but women like being hurt. what they like to give, they love to be robbed of. every woman taken by force in a hurricane of passion is transported with delight; nothing you could give her pleases her like that.
man, rape is totally at the top of my list of turn-ons.
...a part of my enterprise is now achieved, though more remains behind. here then let us heave the anchor and give ourselves a little rest.
oh, ovid.
haha! today's a late-start date.
life's nice.
ihavefoundaclicktocallmyown,
lindsAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH