"Sainthood, martyrdom -- what a waste of precious masochism that could instead be directed towards the most profane infatuation. Love cannot exist without a master/slave relationship. But who, having known each role, would not find slavery the more desirable -- nay, the only role which can be felt.
In love, even the master is constantly monitored by the contrivances necessary to sustain slavish adoration. Far better to experience total anguish. It requires no effort, demands