Sex Is The Sacred Song Of The

It Is A Terrible Error To Let Any Natural Impulse, Physical Or Mental, Stagnate. Crush It Out, If You Will, And Be Done With It; Or Fulfil It, And Get It Out Of The System; But Do Not Allow It To Remain There And Putrefy. The Suppression Of The Normal Sex Instinct, For Example, Is Responsible For A Thousand Ills. In Puritan Countries One Inevitably Finds A Morbid Preoccupation With Sex Coupled With Every Form Of Perversion And Degeneracy.

To Me A Book Is A Message From The Gods To Mankind; Or, If Not, Should Never Be Published At All.

There Are No "standards Of Right". Ethics Is Balderdash. Each Star Must Go On Its Own Orbit. To Hell With "moral Principle"; There Is No Such Thing.

Men And Women Are Not Free To Love Decently Until They Have Analyzed Themselves Completely And Swept Away Every Mystery From Sex; And This Means The Acquisition Of A Profound Philosophical Theory Based On Wide Reading Of Anthropology And Enlightened Practice.

I Am The Blue-lidded Daughter Of Sunset; I Am The Naked Brilliance Of The Voluptuous Night-sky.