So far, the most enjoyable, luscious, lascivious, erotic, hard-core, improper, lecherous. lustful, naughty, pornographic, racy, risqué, sexually expliSo far, the most enjoyable, luscious, lascivious, erotic, hard-core, improper, lecherous. lustful, naughty, pornographic, racy, risqué, sexually explicit and '50 Shades Of Grey' '15th century Islamic' book I've read so far.
Its is, after all, the Arabic cum Islamic Kamasutra, with a lot of raunchy stories of 'coition' (who uses this word anymore?).
There's too many funny quotes/poems about men/women's roles, the names given to their body parts (which are hilariously accurate) such as "The Impudent One," "The Rummager," "The Glutton," "The Biter,"... you get the idea.
The book also talks about techniques to make you last '40 days straight'. Also sex positions, sex performances (this part really helped back in the bedroom), and oh, the tales, the tales of lust between princess and prince, man and woman!
Its a hilarious, and lightly educating book, especially when looked from a historical point of view. A bit sexist (for both guys and girs) too.
Below are some of the quotes/poems from the book.
"The man who deserves favours is, in the eyes of women, the one who is anxious to please them. He must be of good presence, excel in beauty those around him, be of good shape and well-formed proportions; true and sincere in his speech with women; he must likewise be generous and brave, not vainglorious, and pleasant in conversation. A slave to his promise, he must always keep his word, ever speak the truth, and do what he has said."
"Women are demons, and were born as such; No one can trust them, as is known to all."
"To acquire vigour for coition... melt down fat from the hump of a camel. The virile member, rubbed with donkey's milk, will become uncommonly strong and vigorous."
Men are divided according to their affairs and doings; Some are always in spirits and joyful, others in tears. There are those whose life is restless and full of misery, While, on the contrary, others are steeped in good fortune, Always in luck's happy way, and favoured in all things. I alone am indifferent to all such matters. What care I for Turkomans, Persians, and Arabs? My whole ambition is in love and coition with women, No doubt nor mistake about that! If my member is without vulva, my state becomes frightful, My heart then burns with a fire which cannot be quenched. Look at my member erect! There it is--admire its beauty! It calms the heat of love and quenches the hottest fires By its movement in and out between your thighs. Oh, my hope and my apple, oh, noble and generous lady, If one time will not suffice to appease thy fire, I shall do it again, so as to give satisfaction; No one may reproach thee, for all the world does the same. But if you choose to deny me, then send me away! Chase me away from thy presence without any fear or remorse! Yet bethink thee, and speak and augment not my trouble, But, in the name of God, forgive me and do not reproach me. While I am here let thy words be kind and forgiving. Let them not fall upon me like sword-blades, keen and cuffing! Let me come to you and do not repel me. Let me come to you like one that brings drink to the thirsty; Hasten and let my hungry eyes look at thy bosom. Do not withhold from me love's joys, and do not be bashful, Give yourself up to me--I shall never cause you trouble, Even were you to fill me with sickness from head to foot. I shall always remain as I am, and you as you are, Knowing that I am the servant, and you are the mistress ever. Then shall our love be veiled? It shall be hidden for all time, For I keep it a secret and I shall be mute and muzzled. It is by God's will that everything happens, And he has filled me with love; but today my luck is ill.
I prefer a young man for coition, and him only; He is full of courage--he is my sole ambition, His member is strong to deflower the virgin, And richly proportioned in all its dimensions; It has a head like to a brazier. Enormous, and none like it in creation; Strong it is and hard, with the head rounded off. It is always ready for action and does not die down; It never sleeps, owing to the violence of its love. It sighs to enter my vulva, and sheds tears on my belly; It asks not for help, not being in want of any; It has no need of an ally, and stands alone the greatest fatigues, And nobody can be sure of what will result from its efforts. Full of vigour and life, it bores into my vagina, And it works about there in action constant and splendid. First from the front to the back, and then from the right to the left; Now it is crammed hard in by vigorous pressure, Now it rubs its head on the orifice of my vagina. And he strokes my back, my stomach, my sides, Kisses my cheeks, and anon begins to suck at my lips. He embraces me close, and makes me roll on the bed, And between his arms I am like a corpse without life. Every part of my body receives in turn his love-bites, And he covers me with kisses of fire; When he sees me in heat he quickly comes to me, Then he opens my thighs and kisses my belly, And puts his tool in my hand to make it knock at my door. Soon he is in the cave, and I feel pleasure approaching. He shakes me and trills me, and hotly we both are working, And he says, 'Receive my seed!' and I answer, 'Oh give it beloved one! It shall be welcome to me, you light of my eyes! Oh, you man of all men, who fillest me with pleasure. Oh, you soul of my soul, go on with fresh vigour, For you must not yet withdraw it from me; leave it there, And this day will then be free of all sorrow. He had sworn to God to have me for seventy nights, And what he wished for he did, in the way of kisses and embraces, during all those nights.
On my last few days in Namibia, I did not want to bring the usual souvenir items such as post cards and key chains - almost all that I never use persoOn my last few days in Namibia, I did not want to bring the usual souvenir items such as post cards and key chains - almost all that I never use personally. I also wished something 'African', that can remind me of the Safari adventures there. And so I came across this small kid who was reading this book at this epic African taxidermist shop at the outskirts of Windhoek. I picked it up and couldn't stop smiling amusingly to myself - lots of cheeky references of anthropomorphic animals to humans!
Perfect as a coffee table book, full of pictures of funny drawn animals - its a souvenir that can be enjoyed over and over again, as well as with friends. ...more
Got this as a birthday present on my.... 21st birthday I think? To which she was also thoughtful in getting her Art Professor from her university in NGot this as a birthday present on my.... 21st birthday I think? To which she was also thoughtful in getting her Art Professor from her university in New York, who used to be the CEO/Head of a Department etc at DC Comics to sign it.
Well it was an ok read. AS a newbie, I wouldn't recommend it for someone who is not familiar with the Legion of Superheroes, as this graphic novel delves into one of their bigger episodes.
There's a huge cast of characters which I've never heard of (mostly space based, and not the traditional Superman, Batman characters that you know of), but it helps when for each chapter they label the characters+powers so you remember who they are.
Is it a book I'd recommend? Hard to say, unless you were a hardcore fan and have already started reading Legion of Super Heroes comic books. If you've never heard about them, I'd say you might struggle a little bit. But in the end the book is a worthy keep for me, as its a birthday present! ...more
**spoiler alert** A sad story. First part was an erotic love story between a teenager and a much older woman, later part looks into aspects of philoso**spoiler alert** A sad story. First part was an erotic love story between a teenager and a much older woman, later part looks into aspects of philosophy. Looks into feelings of guilt if you knew you could have changed a person's right to justice (but what if they knew that themselves but would not feel happy to admit it because they were too proud of it). Should you be obligated to help, when the other person does not want it, despite the fact that if they don't, they will suffer? Tough choices in life.
Also the bane that is, if you cannot read or write. A triumph when Hanna tries, either out of love, or love of books, or finally having put the ego down and, with difficulty, admitting to oneself that one is illiterate and finally taking steps to learn, for Michael - whatever their relationship was after someone you love is condemned to life in prison.
I loved the writing - it was succinct and to the point. If someone died, they died. The writing of the author mirrors how Hanna usually wrote to Michael (or how Michael would speak to her, something I just noticed). ANd how their relationship was too - at a distance, but close. Warm, but cold. Young, and old.
A short read, with simple philosophical thoughts do think on. A love story with history and philosophy, why not? ...more