Word: lustful
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...released from fear by a marvelous vision of sacramental lust in a high and cosmopolitan civilization, the sweet dream of a timeless humanity, the lovers became one person again, woman inside turned outside of man. And Sarah rode the motions of her own and Michael's unconsciousness, quiet, submissive, faintly delirious, endlessly, endlessly, endlessly until the fire caught--the Volcano erupted--The Boundaries Dissolved--The Heat Flowed O*U*T!! and she screamed. And she rode the crest of the lava in tumultuous, selfless joy down the side of the mountain until slowly, slowly, she came to an easy gradual...
...consummate example of Harvard sex intellectualized into gobbledy gook comes in a 1973 short story called "Innocence," by Harold Brodkey '51. As the story begins a Harvard senior named Wiley looks at the object of his lust and states, "To see her in sunlight was to see Marxism die." Naturally, when Wiley lures this apparition into his room and under his covers, it is the occasion for a summa cum laude display of erudition...
...made fascinating reading. Hitler's scribblings ranged from the commonplace ("Suffering more and more from insomnia; indigestion getting even worse," from April 1938) to the conspiratorial (on Heinrich Himmler, head of the Gestapo: "I shall show this deceitful small animal breeder, this unfathomable little penny pincher with his lust for power, what I am really like," from Nov. 11, 1939).* At another point, the diarist related how Storm Trooper Chief Ernest Roehm "lied to me and deceived me," and then displayed his disgust with all his generals by commenting, "I absolutely need a new military command." Only one adviser...
...Frederick Ashton has done it again. In his new work, Varii Capricci, given its world premiere last week in New York City by London's Royal Ballet, Britain's leading choreographer, 78, has spun a fragile comic fable of misdirected lust, a brief encounter that demonstrates Ashton's continuing mastery of psychologically revealing nuance, even when the subject is a mere wisp. Set to a spunky scare by the late Sir William Walton and played out against a disarmingly evocative set by Artist David Hockney, Varii Capricci also revives one of ballet's most brilliant partnerships...
...John Huston), a wily priapic megamillionaire who lopes through his several palaces in flaming red Jockey shorts? Nick's sultry girlfriend (Belinda Bauer again), who may work for a national newsmagazine and then again may be employed by darker powers to lead Nick by the leash of his lust? Perhaps the demented genius (Anthony Perkins) who runs the Kegan empire by computer, storing "black holes of information" until the data can be used to gobble up a company or topple a regime? By the end, Nick can believe only two things: nothing is as it seems, and everybody stinks...