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Posted: Wed 9:38, 20 Apr 2011 Post subject: Hermes Taschen |
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--above all---to say what they liked. It was the talk that mattered supremely: the impassioned interchange of talk. Love was only a minor accompaniment. Both Hilda and Constance had had their tentative love-affairs by the time they were eighteen. The young men with whom they talked so passionately and sang so lustily and camped under the trees in such freedom wanted, of course, the love connexion. The girls were doubtful, but then the thing was so much talked about, it was supposed to be so important. And the men were so humble and craving. Why couldn't a girl be queenly, and give the gift of herself? So they had given the gift of themselves, each to the youth with whom she had the most subtle and intimate arguments. The arguments, the discussions were the great thing: the love-making and connexion were only a sort of primitive reversion and a bit of an anti-climax. One was less in love with the boy afterwards, and a little inclined to hate him, as if he had trespassed on one's privacy and inner freedom. For,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], of course, being a girl,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], one's whole dignity and meaning in life consisted in the achievement of an absolute,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], a perfect, a pure and noble freedom. What else did a girl's life mean? To shake off the old and sordid connexions and subjections. And however one might sentimentalize it, this sex business was one of the most ancient, sordid connexions and subjections. Poets who glorified it were mostly men. Women had always known there was something better,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], something higher. An
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