Sabrina’s Reviews > Delta of Venus > Status Update

"She was trapped. She forgot that she was free. A dark fungus layer was
awakened, a subterranean primitivism, a desire to feel the brutality of man,
the force which could break her open and sack her. To be violated was a
need of woman, a secret, erotic desire. She had to shake herself from the
domination of these images."

"a soft rainy afternoon, with that gray Parisian melancholy that drove people indoors, that created an erotic atmosphere because it fell like a ceiling over the city, enclosing them all in a nerveless air, as in an alcove; and everywhere, some reminder of the erotic life—a shop, half-hidden, showing underwear and black garters and black boots; the Parisian woman's provocative walk; taxis carrying embracing lovers."

"Dear Collector: We hate you. Sex loses all its power and magic when it becomes explicit, mechanical, overdone, when it becomes a mechanistic obsession. It becomes a bore. You have taught us more than anyone I know how wrong it is not to mix it with emotion, hunger, desire, lust, whims, caprices, personal ties, deeper relationships that change its color, flavor, rhythms, intensities."

"Dear Collector: We hate you. Sex loses all its power and magic when it
becomes explicit, mechanical, overdone, when it becomes a mechanistic
obsession. It becomes a bore. You have taught us more than anyone I know
how wrong it is not to mix it with emotion, hunger, desire, lust, whims,
caprices, personal ties, deeper relationships that change its color, flavor,
rhythms, intensities."