Posted in Authors, Bloggers, Literature, Masturbation on Aug 19th, 2008 No Comments »
Nearly every male writer in the history of literature masturbated. Probably a good number of female writers too. Shakespeare? A wanker. James Joyce? Pulled his pud. Author of the Bible? Yeah, probably him too, whoever he (she / they) was. Should scholars be surprised that a twenty-something-year-old Kafka enjoyed a little pornographic stimulation now and […]
Posted in Authors, BDSM, Cuckold, Female Domination, Literature on Aug 5th, 2008 No Comments »
Being your slave, what should I do but tend
Upon the hours and times of your desire?
I have no precious time at all to spend,
Nor services to do, till you require.
Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour
Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour
When you have bid your servant […]
Posted in About Men, Literature, Lust, Observation, Philosophical on Feb 20th, 2008 No Comments »
Is it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance?
William Shakespeare
Posted in Enlightenment, Homosexuality, Literature on Feb 17th, 2008 No Comments »
The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Posted in Fem Domme, Literature, Observation, Passion, Revelation on Jan 31st, 2008 No Comments »
A man doesn’t dream about a woman because he thinks her “mysterious”; he decides that she is “mysterious” to justify his dreaming of her.”
Henri de Montherlant (The Goddess Cypris)
Posted in Authors, BDSM, Literature on Jan 29th, 2008 No Comments »
It is certainly no crime to depict the bizarre ideas that nature inspires.
Marquis De Sade
Posted in Literature, Love, Lust on Jan 26th, 2008 No Comments »
‘Love comforteth like sunshine after rain,
But Lust’s effect is tempest after sun;
Love’s gentle spring doth always fresh remain,
Lust’s winter comes ere summer half be done;
Love surfeits not, Lust like a glutton dies;
Love is all truth, Lust full of forged lies.
William Shakespeare (Venus and Adonis)
Posted in About Men, Authors, Literature, Lust on Jan 20th, 2008 No Comments »
Countess: Tell me the reason why wilt thou marry.
Clown: My poor body, madam, requires it; I am driven on
by the flesh, and he must needs go that the devil drives.
Shakespeare (in All’s Well that Ends Well)
Posted in Literature, Lust on Dec 29th, 2007 No Comments »
So lust, thought to a radiant angel link’d,
Will sate itself in a celestial bed
And prey on garbage.
William Shakespeare (Hamlet)
Posted in Authors, Literature, Opinion, hmmm... on Dec 14th, 2007 No Comments »
Wherever there is degeneration and apathy, there also is sexual perversion, cold depravity, miscarriage, premature old age, grumbling youth, there is a decline in the arts, indifference to science, and injustice in all its forms.
Anton Pavlovich Chekhov
Posted in Authors, Erotic, Literature, Love, Lust on Dec 11th, 2007 No Comments »
… while the purely carnal sight of this woman, by perpetually renewing his doubts about the qualities of her face, her body, of all her beauty, weakened his love, these doubts were destroyed, his love was ensured when it was based instead on the elements of a more reliable aesthetic; furthermore, the kiss and the […]
Posted in Literature, Lust on Sep 21st, 2007 No Comments »
but to live
In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed,
Stew’d in corruption, honeying and making love
Over the nasty sty…
Shakespeare (Hamlet)