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""There is no God...that is why nothing is forbidden."
Back to our Italian voyage. Impervious to the delightful landscapes, the sumptuous woodlands, the picturesque villages, we passed, I, in my sexual impatience and curiosity, could think only of returning to...[the] castle on the hill, to idle away my hours in his...library of incendiary books."
If we exist in a godless universe how should we behave morally?
— Feb 16, 2013 12:01AM
Back to our Italian voyage. Impervious to the delightful landscapes, the sumptuous woodlands, the picturesque villages, we passed, I, in my sexual impatience and curiosity, could think only of returning to...[the] castle on the hill, to idle away my hours in his...library of incendiary books."
If we exist in a godless universe how should we behave morally?
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They tell me the Hebertistes will lose their heads today; the crowd is the biggest yet, the tower trembles with the people's roars, and each the blade comes crashing down I think I shall go mad. I attempt to write, cannot, put down the pen, pace, turn around and around my chamber pot like a Brahmin circumambulating a sacred shrubbery. Robespierre...will be undone by his own game.
— Feb 25, 2013 04:49AM
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"...how many nights beneath the blind stars, a captive of those grim stones, did I dream of the flower pictures of Genzano and of the child whose memory, like the memory of a melody, became fainter and fainter with the passing of the years--only to burst into flame for an instant today."
Ode to Proust.
— Feb 17, 2013 10:20PM
Ode to Proust.
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"When he was not reading pornography ill-concealed in theological treatises, my [Sade's] uncle was perusing a fantastic book on the Spanish Inquisition in the New World, illustrated with a multitude of copper engravings, a kind of catalogue of sexual terror, licentious extravagance, and murder...I had plenty of time to gloat over those scenes that...assured my life would be ruled by furia amorosa...
— Feb 17, 2013 08:19PM
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Olympe de Gouges:
"...I am a writer, mes amis, not a criminal, nor an hysteric to be muzzled and leashed. My play is not a wall to be white-washed at will."
Said to the performers refusing to take the part of a slave the play she had written.
— Feb 17, 2013 07:47PM
"...I am a writer, mes amis, not a criminal, nor an hysteric to be muzzled and leashed. My play is not a wall to be white-washed at will."
Said to the performers refusing to take the part of a slave the play she had written.
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"The better...in bed, the greater a [lover's] jealousy."
"There is a fine line between the frivolous and the marvelous."
"Let us counter his list of whores with a list of bores."
— Feb 17, 2013 06:03PM
"There is a fine line between the frivolous and the marvelous."
"Let us counter his list of whores with a list of bores."
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"I dress my Paris in the hues not of convention, but of my own invention: fresh pea-porridge green, a deep violet called "Neptune's balls", rose the colour of the palms of a Nigerian princess, a brassy gold called "Giulio Romano". There are two rules only: 1. All ecclesiastical categories must be resolutely pagan or satirical. 2. Nothing will ever recur."
Morality as the "epitome of chaos".
— Feb 17, 2013 05:48PM
Morality as the "epitome of chaos".
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"...the Revolution has embraced sexual prudery with the same passion a necrophiliac embraces corpses...If I have alienated the entire universe by imagining...little girls, roasted to a turn, I am in point of fact no cannibal. Nor am I, nor have I ever been, a coprophage. Unlike...saints of the Church whose appetites have inspired my most feared and hated works."
Sade, dans La Bastille
— Feb 14, 2013 11:04PM
Sade, dans La Bastille
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I need a breath of fresh air - time to read Ducornet's version of satire for a while....
— Feb 13, 2013 05:16AM
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Landa dreams...that God made the world so small and flat..the surface of the world small and thin, and he-fully dressed in a miter and jeweled ring [and] purple gloves, and rich vestments laden with gold lace and gems-is very, very heavy. Immobile and fearful, he hears the pope's voice..."Venerable brother! Heed the demons!"
— Feb 07, 2013 12:06AM
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Ah, you wickedly clever allusionist, Ms Ducornet. Appreciation for Sig Romano's etchings as motifs in a bedroom...
— Dec 31, 2012 03:15AM
