Love is the only secret

Dashawn 2022-04-20 09:01:41

An old man in his sixtieth year, and a down-and-out woman who fainted on the street, the two extended the topic by analogy with their respective hobbies. Frankly, what Chopin, Fibonacci sequence... I can't even watch movies without any knowledge reserve.

It seems that the vulgar self can only understand the simplest and crudest stuff, which is really eye-opening, and even becomes a bit scary as the barrage says. As a normal human being, sexual desire is just a normal physiological reaction. There is no need to hide it if it is not ashamed. The premise is that it does not hurt others and does not affect itself. No matter if anything is addictive, there is a high probability that joys and sorrows will go hand in hand. Perhaps the process of pursuing addiction is the most enjoyable, and it will be the best state until it arrives and always on the road. Once the end is over, there is only a huge emptiness to fill up, so grasp the critical point!

The film instills several times: the perfect secret to sex is love. Indeed, doing anything with the person you love is happy, not to mention a thing that allows both parties to achieve mutual success together; on the other hand, facing a person you don't love, you may be very honest in body, but sad in your heart, At least for myself.

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Extended Reading
  • Elouise 2022-03-29 09:01:03

    I always feel that I have to read both films before I can grade them together, so I marked them first. I personally like this story quite a bit, and I'm happy to continue reading it, but I'm really pretending to be helpless, and I always feel uncomfortable being interrupted. At the end, Bach was hacked so suddenly that he couldn't see his fingers. . .

  • Annette 2022-03-29 09:01:03

    Ordinary, with some biological perspectives, the nude scenes are fairly magnanimous.

Nymphomaniac: Vol. I quotes

  • [Last Lines]

    Young Joe: [to Jerôme] Fill all my holes.

    Jerôme: What's wrong?

    Young Joe: I can't feel anything.

    Jerôme: What?

    Young Joe: I can't feel anything. I can't feel anything. I can't feel anything!

  • Mrs. H: [to her sons] Boys, now is the time to be alert and ask all the questions your hears desire. Because I hope that you shall never have to encounter such people or be in such a situation ever again.

    [boys remain silent]

    Mrs. H: Well? Hm? You don't have any questions? No? Well I'll start, shall I?

    [referring to Joe]

    Mrs. H: Approximately how many lives do you think she has time to destroy in one day? Five? Fifty? Or several hundreds? I admit the latter sounds improbable but where there's a will, there's a way!