Sex loses all its power and magic when it is not mixed with emotion, hunger, desire, lust, whims, caprices, personal ties, deeper relationships that change color, flavor, rhythms, intensities…the fuel which ignites it; intellectual, imaginative, romantic, emotional. This is what gives sex its surprising textures, its subtle transformations, its aphrodisiac elements. If you nourish your life with all the excitements and adventures which love injects into sensuality, you would be the most potent man in the world. The source of sexual power is curiosity, passion. It must be mixed with tears, laughter, words, promises, scenes, jealousy, envy, all the spices of fear, foreign travel, new faces, novels, stories, dreams, fantasies, music, dancing, opium, wine. No two hairs are alike, no two odors, no two skins with the same texture, and never the same light, temperature, shadows, never the same gesture; for a lover, when he is aroused by true love, can run the gamut of centuries of love lore…what changes of age, of maturity and innocence, perversity and art… Only the united beat of sex and heart together can create ecstasy…and I have never separated sex from feeling, from love of the whole man