August 15, 1846
I will cover you with love
when next I see you, with caresses, with ecstasy. I want to gorge yu with
all the joys of the flesh, so that you faint and die. I want you to be
amazed by me, and to confess to
yourself that you had never even dreamed of
such transports… When you are old, I want you to recall those few hours,
I want your dry bones to quiver with joy when you think of them.
Gustave
Flaubert, famous French writer, to his wife Louise Colet.
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