Pain, so rich in afflictions and tortures, in its varieties as infinite as the grains of sand in the ocean, and as deep as the ocean's abysses, has reserved its greatest bitterness, its most cruel torments1 for love. And so it was to be; the warmest passion was to turn into the most inflexible2 frigidity4; the deepest was to precipitate5 itself into the somberest depths; the richest in joys to be the most fecund7 in sorrows. From the fleeting8 breeze of a suspicion more rapid than the lightning, more evanescent than a word written in the soft sand of the seashore, to the certain consciousness of an unexpected betrayal; from the impatience9 of him who for one instant awaits his beloved, to the prolonged desperation of him who can no longer wait, love evinces all the notes of affliction, all the torments of the senses, all the tortures of sentiment. Of the bones which are scattered10 every day on the long path through which the human family passes on this planet, many were left by love; and suicide, homicide and insanity11 count in cemeteries12 and hospitals a much greater number of victims than are reckoned in the summary statistics of our sociologists. All this, of course, is for those who love with heart and mind and not with senses only. He who sees in love a question only of régime and hygiene13 recovers from the loss of his sweetheart with a tear and a new conquest; cures betrayal with betrayal, and with licentiousness14 heals every malady15 of the heart and drowns all his sorrows in his libertinism16.
I certainly have neither strength nor courage sufficient to accompany the reader into the lower regions of the amorous17 hell. If you have already passed your thirtieth year, you[Pg 187] surely must have among the memories of your past some half hour of desperation and some sleepless18 night which make you shudder19 only by recalling them; you must have suffered certain torments, compared to which Dante's infernal region will seem blooming flower-beds to you, and you must imagine that nature rarely torments one man with all the tortures of the amorous passion. In human nature some sorrows make the heart incapable20 of suffering certain others, and the morbid21 rage of jealous pride protects us against the bitter sob22 of a generous sorrow, just as the chaste23 reserve of a modest nature deprives us of the possibility of suffering the ardent24 thirst for certain pleasures.
If you wish to open just a little the door of this hell, if you want to sound its abysses with a passing glance, imagine on one side all the hopes, all the voluptuousness25, all the riches of love, and on the other all the fears, all the bitternesses, all the miseries26. And after this cruel exposition of the joys and sorrows of love, you will not have ended yet, because the fields of sufferance are a hundred times larger than those where joy is sown. The physical possession of a woman is one; the tortures of a man beholding27 the fruit near without his being able to touch it are thousands; and this example will suffice for all.
Thus, as the antithesis28 of life is death, in its presence all the arrows of our pride lose their sharpness, all our hopes are torn, all our joys shattered. In the delirium29 of passion and pride we all repeat hundreds of times: "I would have her dead rather than belonging to another—a thousand times buried, but not unfaithful." And frequently the man who utters this blasphemy30, his lips livid and his hair standing31 on end, stains his hands with blood by plunging32 them into the bosom33 of a victim. Folly34 and delirium! Hurricanes of the heart where love and hatred35, pride and love, crime and torture clash and blend in the tumult36 of a dreadful storm. But love, which truly loves, infinite love which transforms man into the half of a creature that suffers and desires, ideal love that few feel and few see dimly in the twilight37 of a suprasensible region which their hands cannot reach, recognizes[Pg 188] no greater torture than the death of the beloved. Oh, yes; let indifference38, contempt, hatred, betrayal come, but that the dear one may live. Let others have this creature whom we have believed to be ours, into whose veins39 we have poured our blood; let this temple, perfumed with the incense40 of our thoughts, with the durable41 love of all our passions, become the temple of another god; let our flowers be trampled42 upon, our crowns broken, ourselves driven away by the rough broom of the sexton, but let the god live who sojourns43 there, let the idol44 of our life shine on the altar. Dejected like a fugitive45, despised like a criminal, vituperated like a spy, in the cold and distant solitude46 we drink drop by drop a bottomless cup of gall47, and every drop is bitterer than the last; but we know that she breathes the air of our planet, which we too breathe; we know that she is inebriated48 by the same sun that warms us; we know that among the numberless shadows that wander through the spaces of the invisible there is a creature around whom the air becomes mellower49 and the light brighter; that there are certain clods of earth which yield to the weight of a body that we love. No; as long as the woman we love lives, hope does not lose all its feathers, and far, far away, less tangible50 than a dream, more invisible than the regions of heaven, more inconceivable than eternity51, it still soars on our horizon, perhaps not believed, not confessed, but it still lives and keeps us alive.
But when we still live and she is dead; when we are still so cowardly as to live, to breathe, to eat, and she is buried in the humid miasma52 of a wooden coffin53; when all the world still exists and she is dead; when the joy of a thousand flowers that blossom in every ray of light, the trills of a thousand birds that sing of love, the groups of the fortunates who embrace each other, and the benedictions54 of so many happy creatures are nothing but a frame to a gelid void, a dark world; when we remain suspended between an infinity55 of joy that was ours and an infinity of sorrow that is ours and shall be ours tomorrow and as long as we are so cowardly as to live,—then we may look upon suicide as the[Pg 189] supreme56 joy of life, as the most sublime57 of human prides; then we may understand how man can in a flash dream of the great voluptuousness of mingling58 his bones with those of another creature; then we can understand how imagination can smile at the idea of the embrace of two corpses59, of the fusion61 of two ashes, of the resurrection of two existences extinguished in the perfume of two flowers grown upon a human grave and which the wind blandly62 brings together that they may kiss again.
In the silence of the cemeteries there are some flowers that kiss each other and to which, perhaps, from under the earth responds the quivering of certain bones; there are certain lips on our planet, which closely pressed against each other one day, which death cruelly separated and which a second death has reunited forever. And when we survive, it is because a new organism has been created in us, and today we are no longer what we were yesterday. The thoughts of the past, the limbs of the past, all that we were yesterday is dead, dead forever; from the withered63 trunk of our existence, science, duty, friendship, paternal64 or maternal65 or filial love cause a new branch to shoot forth66, which reproduces the ancient tree; and the common passer-by, seeing the same leaves, the same flowers, the same fruits, believes that only one corpse60 is buried there—but he is in error. We can survive certain sorrows on one condition only: to accomplish the miracle of dying today in order to be born anew tomorrow with the same name, but with a new life. And for the honor of human nature, these survivors67 remain the faithful and silent priests of the vanished god, like those Peruvians who, on the summits of the Andes, amidst the eternal glaciers68 of the Sorata or of the Illimani, still worship the god of their fathers. To understand certain sorrows is the proof of a lofty mind; to have experienced them is the glory of a martyr69 which exalts70 and purifies us.
I feel very sure that many who weep for love, either because their love is not returned or because they fear deception—if they have not already been deceived—or because of[Pg 190] their bitter disappointment when they found that they had burned their incense to an idol of clay or a statue of marble, will repute my description exaggerated, yet it is nevertheless a pallid71 picture of a sorrow which pen of man will never be able to portray72 from nature, but succeed only in divining from afar. To many death, the absolute evil, in the presence of which every hope perishes, seems preferable to the torture that threatens life yet does not kill, which opens the wounds and hinders the work done by nature to heal them. I wish that these gentlemen may never have the opportunity of making the cruel comparison for themselves, of experiencing the effects of an assimilated anatomy73 of two great sorrows, one of which is termed death, the other desperation. If they truly love, may they die earlier than their beloved! This is the sweetest blessing74 that I can offer them from the pages of my book.
Love is a passion so fervid75 and so deep that we must not wonder if it has abrupt76 convulsions and sudden swoons. Accustomed to dwell always in lofty regions, to have but extreme voluptuousness for nourishment77, to vibrate with the highest notes of sentiment and the delirium of the senses, it may instantaneously become possessed78, when it least expects it, by unreasonable79 fears, idiotic80 suspicions, inexplicable81 restlessness. By this I do not mean diffidence, jealousy82, disgust, weary libertinism, or bitter disappointments, but a vague and shapeless fog that invades the heart which, by feeling too deeply, has become languid and congeals83 the nerves exhausted84 from excessive quivering. It is an indefinable hysteria which from a slight disorder85 may develop into a most intense bitterness.
An immense love, whatever the source of the heart from which it springs forth, is always followed by the shadow of an infinite fear. You adore your child; you have left him for five minutes on the lawn or in your garden, intent on filling his little cart with sand; he was as rosy86 and fresh as the flowers near him; as bright as the sun that gilded87 his curly locks. Now, while you are seated at your table, you have wished to call him, I know not why, perhaps to hear the[Pg 191] sweet sound of his silvery voice; and he does not answer you. You call him again, and again silence. He is utterly88 absorbed in the ponderous89 care of his wagon90; but you, flying in a few seconds over a thousand miles of thought, have imagined that he was dead, that a snake had bitten him, that he had fallen in a swoon—who knows the fantastic visions that have passed through your mind! With your heart throbbing91, your skin in a perspiration92, you are afraid to rise and wish to defer93 for a moment the spectacle of a cruel loss. Of these and greater follies94 we are given a sad spectacle every day by that love of loves which alone was called by this name as the prince and god of all the amorous sentiments.
Neither the most patient and long observation of human phenomena95 nor the most lively imagination could enable us to divine all the petty tortures that lovers inflict96 upon themselves, perhaps to obey that cruel law which, according to some persons, has decreed that no one shall be happy on this planet.
In this field of evil, temperament97 is everything; to some individuals the phrase of Linn?us concerning the loves of the cat may be applied98: "Clamando misere amat." For these unfortunates (we have already described them) love is imbued99 with so much bitterness and surrounded by so many nettles100 that it actually resembles a bramble, all thorns and wormwood. Suspicious, fastidious, melancholy101, they fear everything, scrutinize102 everything; they pass everything through the sieve103, they pulverize104 everything, looking for the mite105 or the poison. In the kiss they suspect ice, in the caress106 indifference; of the impulses they feel only the shock, only the blows. And then, even that little honey that love has for all they wish to keep under watch in so many tabernacles and under so many seals that they are very fortunate when they can find and relish107 it! From a jealous jeremiad108 they fall into an hysterical109 soliloquy, and have hardly emerged from a gloomy meditation110 on the infidelity of man when they fall into the autopsy111 of a love-letter. These creatures[Pg 192] were certainly born under an unlucky star, and even if nature should make them a gift of a Venus draped by the Graces, or an Apollo with the brain of Jupiter, they would still be always unhappy, because bitterness is on their lips and not in the cup of love.
There is perhaps no greater torture than that which a woman must suffer when compelled to submit to the caress of a man whom she does not love. I do not mean by this the brutal112 violence that assimilates an embrace to homicide, and relegates113 it to the criminal code and the prison. In this case we would have a human beast that strikes, bites, sheds the blood of a poor creature who swoons with terror or struggles powerlessly in the clutches of a tiger: they are sorrows which belong to the story of terror, to the bloodiest114 pages of supreme tortures. I intend to speak here of the caresses115 that a woman must accord to a man because law, money or a surprise of the senses has sold her to him without love; I intend to speak of torture bitter, somber6, deep as infinity, and which assimilates the prostitute to the martyr.
These sorrows, among the greatest that the human heart can suffer, were by a cruel nature almost exclusively reserved for woman. Man, by the special nature of his aggressive sex, must be spurred to the embrace by a sudden enthusiasm; his senses must be clouded by intense lust116. In him voluptuousness can do without love, and physical love has a joy that is sufficient to conceal117 mercifully all his lack of sentiment and passion. For if indifference, hatred, contempt permeate118 him entirely119, invading even the last intrenchments of love, then no caress in the world can revive it, no law, human or divine, can force him to accept a caress which to him is repugnant. There is no case in which the ancient theory of freedom of the will shows its ridiculous falsity as plainly as in this.
Woman, however, may be as cold as ice, feel chilly120 shivers of aversion and loathing121 run through her entire body, hate a man to the desire of death, despise to abhorrence122 a man who is near to her; and yet in many cases she can, and in very many she must, submit to his caress. Frigid3, with grief in[Pg 193] her heart and hatred on her lips, she beholds123 the ardor124 of that man which burns but does not warm her; she looks on the sublimity125 of enthusiasm only as the culmination126 of ridicule127; she discerns passion, but finds it simply grotesque128; she perceives impetuosity, and for her it is nothing but violence; instead of love, with its flashes, its light, its perfumes, she sees, smells, touches simply a brutal force which debases, prostitutes, pollutes her; an infinity of repugnance129 in an ocean of nausea130!
When woman has fallen into that mire131 through her own fault, she cannot be more cruelly punished. The immensity of prostitution is avenged132 with an infinity of outrage133; the holiest thing is plunged134 into the most fetid mud; the greatest joy gives place to the greatest shame. But when, on the contrary, the daughter of Eve is brought to this sacrifice of the body by the tyranny of the law, by the perverted135 tendencies of our moral education, when she finds herself led to that cruel misfortune through ignorance or through the fault of others,—then, if she does not yet possess that skepticism which heals the heart or that cynicism which shields it, if she still knows what modesty136 is, if she still remembers the trepidations of love, then that poor woman drinks drop by drop the most cruel torture that any creature can endure; then she passes through a long and merciless agony.
To have dreamed for years and years of the promised land of love, to have conquered it, inch by inch, through the reveries of childhood and the rosy aurora137 of adolescence138; to have felt an immense, horrible fear of dying before having loved; to have loved and to love, to be aware of a volcano in the heart, to be at the gates of paradise and inhale139 through the portal its inebriating140 perfumes—and then, after all this, to become conscious of having been transformed into a vessel141 which satisfies the thirst, to feel in the bosom a roaring beast—to be a part of the régime of a man, like magnesia or leeches—truly this is more cruel torture than the inquisitors ever invented; it is really too great a sorrow for a lonely weak creature!
What mass of meditations142, what abysses of desperation are[Pg 194] gathered in a few seconds in the head of a woman caressed143 by a man whom she does not love! What eloquence144 in silence, that silence which Ovid, the libertine145, eagerly advised women to avoid! Often does a man press to his bosom a creature who does not love him and whom he too heedlessly prostitutes, while the victim meditates146 a long, cruel revenge. More than one adultery, more than one assassination147 was conceived, discussed, vowed148 in that moment when man, enjoying the supreme bliss149, believed to have in his arms a happy creature. More than one embrace has generated twins, a new man and a new hatred; a tenacious150 and bitter hatred, which only the death of the one who hates can extinguish, since it often survives the death of its object.
O men, you who see in love a cup to empty, and find in matrimony only an association of two capitals or a mechanism151 for reproducing the species, remember that for many creatures love is the first and the last of passions, the first and the last of joys; and remember that for very many women, whom you neglect and perhaps despise, love is all of life.
There is no nature so unhappy that its distress152 could not be relieved by another nature capable of mending the shreds153 of the heart, tempering the bitterness, straightening the rachitic limbs. There is no man, born weak or sickly, who could not become robust154 if he only should live in a climate, be supplied with food and surrounded with the physical and moral atmosphere that agrees with him. And I believe that the same can apply to love. If we could dedicate half a century to the search for the right woman, if Diogenes' lantern could be fitted with the electric light which modern science concedes to us, certainly among the thousand millions of human beings who tread this planet we could and should be able to find the woman who would be happy with us and make us happy. Unfortunately, life is too short and love is too rapid and exacting155 in its desires to make such a search possible; and even for the most fortunate and wisest creatures a part of happiness is always among the unknown quantities determined156 by chance and not by reflection. Hence[Pg 195] many and beautiful natures are tied by love-knots, and still are not happy because characters fit each other on many sides of the human polygon157 but not on all.
The study of these contrasts, of these partial incompatibilities would require the moral analysis of the entire man, of all his social vicissitudes158, while many of those sorrows do not belong solely159 to love, but spring from all human affections and poison friendship, fraternal, filial and paternal loves; some of them, however, are peculiar160 to the love of loves.
To feel at the same hour, at the same moment, in the same degree, the stimulus161 of a desire or the thirst for a caress is a rare thing, a fortunate coincidence which gilds162 with the most beautiful rays the happiest hours of life; but it can never be the bread of a daily bliss. In all other cases, thirst arises in one of the two and is communicated to the other, so that a spark draws a spark, a caress generates caresses. It is an invitation of lips, a fluttering of wings, a harmonious163 note which calls from a bough164 to another bough; but it is always the invitation to a rendezvous165, the awakening166 of one who slumbers167. In these invitations, in these first skirmishes, the ridiculous always runs parallel and very near to the sublime. Love stands between them, it is true, and never permits them to unite; but the least inadvertence, the least unscrupulous or heedless movement may bring the two elements into contact; and the ridiculous, wherever it touches, wounds self-love and, with it, love.
Even upon the most impatient, the most ridiculous, the most grotesque desires you should throw at once the mantle168 of love to cover them. Every threat of ridicule then vanishes like vapor169; no wounding of self-love is possible. I address myself to woman, because she oftener than we has the opportunity of healing these unsightly wounds, because she has her hand suavely170 ready to aid. Woe171, if your companion should blush through your fault, because you knew not at the proper time and place how to close your eyes or shield them with the merciful veil of your hand or your love!
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How much bitterness, how much rancor172 and spite, how many nettles and thorns are found on the blooming paths of the most fervid passion, just because delicacy173 of sentiment does not always know how to reconcile the inequalities of the senses, because a too exacting modesty repels174 a too live ardor of temperament, or because woman does not decide with wise perception that the too exacting demands, prompted by selfish love and not by love, should be allowed to starve! By fleeing one may lose or conquer; by standing one's ground one may lose or conquer: but many flee when they should not recede175, many stand firm when they should flee; hence many defeats which disappoint both conquerors176 and conquered, and love often lies on the ground drenched177 with its own blood.
The tortures, the spites, the bitternesses, the wearinesses, the stings, the torments of love should be deeply studied because they always move side by side with joy and voluptuousness, and very few are so fortunate as not to stumble against them. Much luck, a thorough knowledge of man, great experience can defend us from them, so that at the end of our career we may bless love, which, though with some slight sorrow, has perfumed our life with its most beautiful flowers.
I have alluded178 only to some of the torments which populate the hell of love; but their number is infinite, their names are countless179. In every field of sentiment, of senses and of intellect man possesses a much greater possibility to suffer than to enjoy; and when bliss is attained180 and the veins are cut from which oozes181 the bitter sap of sorrow, it is always after a long, fierce battle, in which we defend ourselves with all the weapons of nature and art. Here also—and here more, perhaps, than anywhere else—the weight of mental virtues182 is revealed in all its power, the influence of a noble and generous character in all its strength. The ardent and impetuous heart is not a source of greater amorous bitterness when the calm light of reason burns within it, when the sublime incapacity to commit base actions accompanies the[Pg 197] desire for the good, when we enjoy more the pleasure we give than that which we receive.
Weak and defective183 natures are strengthened and straightened when they have for support the robust column of an affectionate and noble nature; even the rabid rancors of small hearts lose their bitterness in the calm blue ocean of a character which is all sweetness and sympathy.
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94 follies | |
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124 ardor | |
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125 sublimity | |
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157 polygon | |
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171 woe | |
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172 rancor | |
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179 countless | |
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180 attained | |
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