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.But let her not revert to her childhood prejudices; menaces, exhortations, duties, virtues, religion,advice, let her give not a damn for the one or the lot of them; let her stubbornly reject and despise allthat which but tends to her reentry into thralldom, and all that which, in a word, does not hie heralong the road to the depths of impudicity. Tis but folly in our parents when they foretell the disasters of a libertine career; there are thornseverywhere, but along the path of vice roses bloom above them; Nature causes none to smile alongvirtue's muddy track.Upon the former of the routes, the one snare to fear is men's opinion; but whatmettlesome girl, with a little reflection, will not render herself superior to that contemptible opinion?The pleasures received through esteem, Eugénie, are nothing but moral pleasures, acceptable tonone but certain minds; those of fuckery please all, and their winning characteristics soon eclipse thehallucinatory scorn from which escape is difficult when one flouts the public's views at which severalcool-headed women have so much laughed as therefrom to derive one pleasure the more.Fuck,Eugénie, fuck, my angel; your body is your own, yours alone; in all the world there is but yourself whohas the right to enjoy it as you see fit.Profit from the fairest period in your life; these golden years of our pleasure are only too few and toobrief.If we are so fortunate as to have enjoyed them, delicious memories console and amuse us inour old age.These years lost& and we are racked by bitterest regrets, gnawing remorse conjoinswith the sufferings of age and the fatal onset of the grave is all tears and brambles& But have youthe madness to hope for immortality?Why, then, 'tis by fucking, my dear, you will remain in human memory.The Lucretias were soon forgotwhereas the Theodoras and the Messalinas are subjects for life's sweetest and most frequentconversation.How, Eugénie, may one not elect an alternative which twines in our hair the flowers ofthis world and yet leaves us the hope of reverence when we are gone out of it? How, I say, may onenot prefer this course to another which, causing us stupidly to vegetate upon earth, promises usnothing after our existence but scorn and oblivion?EUGENIE, to Madame de Saint-Ange Oh! my love, how these seductive words inflame my mindand captivate my soul! I am in a state hardly to be painted& And, I pray, will you be able to acquaintme with some of these women& (worried) who will, if I tell them to, prostitute me?TOP " TOC " 3 " 4MARQUIS DE SADE " PHILOSOPHY IN THE BEDROOM " DIGITIZATION BY SUPERVERT 32C INC." supervert.com " p.30- MARQUIS DE SADE " PHILOSOPHY IN THE BEDROOM " DIGITIZATION BY SUPERVERT 32C INC." supervert.com " p.31-TOP " TOC " 3 " 4MADAME DE SAINT-ANGE For the moment and until you have become more experienced, thematter is entirely my concern, Eugénie; trust me and above all the precautions I am taking to maskyour excesses; my brother and this solid friend instructing you will be the first to whom I wish you togive yourself; afterward, we will discover others.Be not disturbed, dear heart: I shall have you fly fromone pleasure to the next, I'll plunge you in a sea of delights, I will fill your cup to overflowing, myangel, I will sate you.EUGENIE, throwing herself into Madame de Saint-Ange's arms Oh, my dearest one, I adore you;you will never have a more submissive scholar.But it seems to me you gave me to understand in ourearlier conversations that it were a difficult thing for a young person to fling herself into libertinagewithout the husband she is to wed perceiving it later on?MADAME DE SAINT-ANGE Tis true, my heart, but there are secrets which heal all thosebreaches.I promise to make them known to you, and then, had you fucked like Antoinette, I chargemyself to render you as much a virgin as you were the day you were born.EUGENIE Oh, my delightful one! Come, continue to instruct me.Be quick then; teach me whatshould be a woman's conduct in marriage.MADAME DF SAINT-ANGE In whatever circumstances, a woman, my dear, whether unwedded,wife, or widow, must never have for objective, occupation, or desire anything save to have herselffucked from morning to night: 'tis for this unique end Nature created her; but if, in order to answer thisintention, I require her to trample upon all the prejudices of her childhood, if I prescribe to her themost formal disobedience to her family's orders, the most arrant contempt for all her relatives' advice,you will agree with me, Eugénie, that among all the bonds to be burst, I ought very surely torecommend that the very first be those of wedlock.Indeed, Eugénie, consider the young girl scarcely out of her father's house or her pension, knowingnothing, without experience: of a sudden she is obliged to pass thence into the arms of a man shehas never seen, she is called to the altar and compelled to swear to this man an oath of obedience,of fidelity, the more unjust for her often having nothing in the depths of her heart but the greatestdesire to break her word.In all the world, is there a more terrible fate than this, Eugénie? However,whether her husband pleases her or no, whether or not he has tenderness in store for heror vile treatment, behold! she is married; her honor binds her to her oaths: it is attainted if shedisregards them; she must be doomed or shackled: either way, she must perish of despair.Ah, no!Eugénie, no! 'tis not for that end we are born; those absurd laws are the handiwork of men, and wemust not submit to them.And divorce? Is it capable of satisfying us? Probably not
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