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“Enjoyment is the first sign of a great talent, my dear! ... Take it from me. I'm a writer! I know the throes of passion and joy that come from doing what you love- the ecstasy, the despair!”

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“I marvelled at the power and confidence each seemed to display; at the way they took from each other exactly what they desired, and gave with equal ardour. Their bodies seemed always to move in harmony, one with the other. There was never any awkwardness to their movements; never any uncertainty. They appeared to understand, without the need of speech, exactly what the other wanted and would do next, and so their movements flowed like a beautifully erotic piece of choreography.”