The World of Courtesans c10.73

c10.73

"The sun does not need to penetrate the darkness with the aid of a lamp. I am thousand-eyed in such matters. Throw away your cloak of wickedness. You feign a gentle appearance. You pretend to be a friend of the gentle but you are actually a slave of the rake! This panic and fear of being defiled and prostitution cannot go hand in hand. You are fettered by this pretence of fearing defilement. So you seek to pick jasmine flowers with a pincer!"