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At a time of psychoanalysis, and of the study of the subconscious mind and sexual perversion, art too adopts the instruments provided by the new science. The avant-garde author (Dadaist, surrealist or expressionist) rediscovers the physiological, already explored by naturalists,

You've been friends with a woman for ten years and still call her 'Miss'. An hour ago you saw a woman for the first time who gave herself to you, and whose name you don't even know, and you're on first-name basis. I wonder, is the body the only means

excerpt Dies iraeThey had loved each other since the second day, and in the days to come, as no one had loved before. Their love had been angelic and earthly both in one. Their souls had been suffused by heaven and brought almost to extinction by kisses with no end. They

As the story goes, there once lived a farmer in a village. And the farmer went forth to sow some maize. Now it came to pass, as he was sowing, that the Lord Himself chanced to walk by, Saint Peter at His side. Now, it would have been right and meet for our Lord to hold His

In a village, the story goes, there once lived a lad who had neither father, nor mother, nor any other kin; so obscure was his lineage, in fact, that for all we know, he may well have dropped there from the sky. As the boy was meek, long suffering and slow to speak, the

excerpts In connection with the press condemnation, instituted against Lumina by the prosecutor of the criminal court on account of the Emilia episode in the novel Damsel Mamuca, passed on June 3, 1863.  Maxim: De nihilo nascitur historia. . . (Propertius: II, 1) Gentlemen,

excerpt Doctor Tucia, a young man of about twenty-three or twenty-four, tall, slender, swarthy, with a crooked nose, big eyes and bushy brows, and a pretty well outlined forehead, had one of those faces that are likeable and seem beautiful at first sight, especially to someone

excerpt Our first poets (the Vacarescus, Milu, Conachi and others) were experts in erotic pathology, the maladies induced by love. But the true physician erotologist appears to have been Anton Pann. The Love Asylum attempted to cure precisely that kind of ailment. The enamored

Around 1820, Barbu Paris Mumulean thus concluded one of his poems: Hankering I will not fade / Cupid cometh but in aid / thus in luxury I may / crave until I wilt away. In actuality, these verses word the ideal of a generation that sets out to inventory, and answer for,

Of all pages, wily CupidIs most pampered and ill-bred,Playing pranks with naughty children,Sleeping in a lady's bed… As is usual with burglars,He keeps clear of any lightAnd, with great precaution groping,Climbs the window-sills at night.  Ribbons and all sort of

Whereas Westerners have not only a scientia sexualis, but also a tradition of erotic literature, a middling language between anatomy and slang, and Orientals have an ars amandi that has long found its expression, we are still betting on the 'mistakes of youth',

These provocations, let's say, usually appear when the literati are fighting prudery and academism of all kinds. They appear as provocations, as acts of bravado meant to change something. Weren't it for these provocations, nothing would ever change, and we would