Author of quotes: Ihara Saikaku

I knew the subtleties of feelings Dzero and quickly opened their secret intrigues with buddies. Well, got them from me! Even tayf was afraid of me, and the guests felt sorry for the girls, and without waiting for days when it is customary to make gifts, gave me two BU per person. So give the line six pennies while crossing the infernal river. But you can't do evil to others. I'm so hated that I was painful to stay there.

- Give us a light to light his pipe, asks a guest, the maid only burknet:
Over there under the very nose of the flashlight.
- Something long bath is not ready, - he complains.
- Think of it! Was waiting for you ten months in the belly of your mother.

Road boring thing, but you can stop by and buy love casual friend for one night. This meeting is mimoletnoe dreams, but happily shake off the day's fatigue and forget the longing for his dear homeland and the one that stayed there.

Gold embroidered belt with a pattern of peonies and vines first, tying in front, as is customary among the courtesans, but, hearing that she now the daughter of a samurai in a hurry to tie the knot in the back, as befits a little girl. This naive strategy is immediately apparent. Coming to the guests, "daughter of the samurai" suddenly begins to babble in the manner of noble maidens. Sitting down, throwing the hem fan out around my legs, like somewhere she had to Snoop, but at the same time trying to show your lower belt of white silk. From the wine it removed from looking like I never touched. Into the bed of love behaves modestly and humbly submits to the whim of men, remembering that she was a "daughter of the samurai."

When love is with me doing the nasty to me, man I thought the ceiling Board and thought about other things, giving my body to shame so indifferent, like water flowing, muddy from the filth of our busy world.

But, surrendering to the sweet words, I decided to accept six months is a short term. I had, as they say, to get my feet wet in the salt water of the Gulf.

Such men, I have to remember, there are countless, not to mention the other. But there is in the world women who know the life of only one man and even in the case of divorce, not looking for a second husband, and widowed, take monastic vows. They do not go to the path of virtue, although experience grievous separation from a loved. "Oh, how vile my soul is!" - I reproached myself. The past seemed to me immensely terrible, and I vowed not to succumb to the temptation, but in vain.

... and before he could hold my hand as I took him in my hands.

It rarely happens that the bride possessed all the nine qualities, but since when seduced, giving in marriage a girl is a rather attractive appearance, to give her a dowry? What could be more stupid? Should, on the contrary, taking money from the groom the beauty girl.

In the old days, modesty was an ornament of every woman, and now even the young daughter dressing too boldly, imitating heterosexual and akterom.

The smallest expenses, if they do frequently - that's a fortune. Remember about it, carefree revelers!

People are constantly living in Naniwa, once in the capital, admire the beauty of the Higashiyama mountains, and the inhabitants of Kyoto a visit to Osaka, do not look at the sea and never tire of him marvel. And the wife is good, yet she is still embarrassed by the presence of her husband, watching their appearance, but as soon as she begins to walk with disheveled hair, naked to the waist, exhibited without shame birthmark on their sides, or not caring about my gait, waddled goes, and it becomes obvious that she has one leg shorter than the other, then it soon nothing remains attractive. And when her baby comes, she isn't thinking about how to please her husband. Yes, I will say involuntarily: the woman is a nasty business being! But it will not live without it in the world.

What better letter conveys the feelings of the beloved? It can even on their distant home in the wilderness, commit to paper their cherished thoughts. But the most eloquent message quickly bores you, if it hides the deception, and will be ruthlessly discarded. If the letter is written from the heart, it will always find a response in another soul. When I read these letters, it seems that you see before you is a living person.

The more in our time are richer temples, the more the priests wallow in debauchery.