The burning lust for women is a passion bordering on insanity. To gratify this sense we languish, grow angry, throw ourselves about with joy, indulge envy, engage in rivalry, are filled with anxiety, and when we have terminated the pleasure with more or less repentance, we once more take fire, and want to do that which we again regret doing.
Take heed, single males! [NB- I suppose in these times of ours I should add the word ‘heterosexual’ but I’m not going to. Just out of principle].