You cannot deny that love lasts for only a brief moment, uniting two beings as a single being that is capable of only one thought, one sensation, one will. — Leopold von Sacher-Masoch Copy Share Image
It is merely the egoism of the man, who wants to bury a woman like a treasure. All attempts at using vows, contracts, and… — Leopold von Sacher-Masoch Copy Share Image
Every woman has the instinct, the propensity to profit from her charms, and there's a lot to be said for giving oneself without love,… — Leopold von Sacher-Masoch Copy Share Image
Whoever allows himself to be whipped, deserves to be whipped. — Leopold von Sacher-Masoch Copy Share Image
“The real comic muse is the one underwhose laughing mask tears roll down.” — Leopold von Sacher-Masoch Copy Share Image
Be then my slave, and know what it means to be delivered into the hands of a woman. — Leopold von Sacher-Masoch Copy Share Image
Man is the one who desires, woman the one who is desired. This is woman's entire but decisive advantage. Through man's passions, nature has… — Leopold von Sacher-Masoch Copy Share Image
I saw sensuality as sacred, indeed the only sacredness, I saw woman and her beauty as divine since her calling is the most important… — Leopold von Sacher-Masoch Copy Share Image
“Yes, I am cruel—since you take so much delight in that word-and am I not entitled to be so? Man is the one who… — Leopold von Sacher-Masoch Copy Share Image
“Place thy foot upon thy slave, Oh thou, half of hell, half of dreams; Among the shadows, dark and grave, Thy extended body softly… — Leopold von Sacher-Masoch Copy Share Image
“All about us the earth steamed; mists rose up toward heaven like clouds of incense; a shattered rainbow still hovered in the air.” — Leopold von Sacher-Masoch Copy Share Image
“Why not?" she said, "and take note of what I am about to say to you. Never feel secure with the woman you love,… — Leopold von Sacher-Masoch Copy Share Image
People who want to live like Olympian gods must have slaves whom they throw into their fishponds and gladiators who fight during their masters… — Leopold von Sacher-Masoch Copy Share Image
