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<h2> CHAPTER V. </h2>
<p>"Yes: for ten years I lived the most revolting existence, while dreaming
of the noblest love, and even in the name of that love. Yes, I want to
tell you how I killed my wife, and for that I must tell you how I
debauched myself. I killed her before I knew her.</p>
<p>"I killed THE wife when I first tasted sensual joys without love, and then
it was that I killed MY wife. Yes, sir: it is only after having suffered,
after having tortured myself, that I have come to understand the root of
things, that I have come to understand my crimes. Thus you will see where
and how began the drama that has led me to misfortune.</p>
<p>"It is necessary to go back to my sixteenth year, when I was still at
school, and my elder brother a first-year student. I had not yet known
women but, like all the unfortunate children of our society, I was already
no longer innocent. I was tortured, as you were, I am sure, and as are
tortured ninety-nine one-hundredths of our boys. I lived in a frightful
dread, I prayed to God, and I prostrated myself.</p>
<p>"I was already perverted in imagination, but the last steps remained to be
taken. I could still escape, when a friend of my brother, a very gay
student, one of those who are called good fellows,—that is, the
greatest of scamps,—and who had taught us to drink and play cards,
took advantage of a night of intoxication to drag us THERE. We started. My
brother, as innocent as I, fell that night, and I, a mere lad of sixteen,
polluted myself and helped to pollute a sister-woman, without
understanding what I did. Never had I heard from my elders that what I
thus did was bad. It is true that there are the ten commandments of the
Bible; but the commandments are made only to be recited before the priests
at examinations, and even then are not as exacting as the commandments in
regard to the use of ut in conditional propositions.</p>
<p>"Thus, from my elders, whose opinion I esteemed, I had never heard that
this was reprehensible. On the contrary, I had heard people whom I
respected say that it was good. I had heard that my struggles and my
sufferings would be appeased after this act. I had heard it and read it. I
had heard from my elders that it was excellent for the health, and my
friends have always seemed to believe that it contained I know not what
merit and valor. So nothing is seen in it but what is praiseworthy. As for
the danger of disease, it is a foreseen danger. Does not the government
guard against it? And even science corrupts us."</p>
<p>"How so, science?" I asked.</p>
<p>"Why, the doctors, the pontiffs of science. Who pervert young people by
laying down such rules of hygiene? Who pervert women by devising and
teaching them ways by which not to have children?</p>
<p>"Yes: if only a hundredth of the efforts spent in curing diseases were
spent in curing debauchery, disease would long ago have ceased to exist,
whereas now all efforts are employed, not in extirpating debauchery, but
in favoring it, by assuring the harmlessness of the consequences. Besides,
it is not a question of that. It is a question of this frightful thing
that has happened to me, as it happens to nine-tenths, if not more, not
only of the men of our society, but of all societies, even peasants,—this
frightful thing that I had fallen, and not because I was subjected to the
natural seduction of a certain woman. No, no woman seduced me. I fell
because the surroundings in which I found myself saw in this degrading
thing only a legitimate function, useful to the health; because others saw
in it simply a natural amusement, not only excusable, but even innocent in
a young man. I did not understand that it was a fall, and I began to give
myself to those pleasures (partly from desire and partly from necessity)
which I was led to believe were characteristic of my age, just as I had
begun to drink and smoke.</p>
<p>"And yet there was in this first fall something peculiar and touching. I
remember that straightway I was filled with such a profound sadness that I
had a desire to weep, to weep over the loss forever of my relations with
woman. Yes, my relations with woman were lost forever. Pure relations with
women, from that time forward, I could no longer have. I had become what
is called a voluptuary; and to be a voluptuary is a physical condition
like the condition of a victim of the morphine habit, of a drunkard, and
of a smoker.</p>
<p>"Just as the victim of the morphine habit, the drunkard, the smoker, is no
longer a normal man, so the man who has known several women for his
pleasure is no longer normal? He is abnormal forever. He is a voluptuary.
Just as the drunkard and the victim of the morphine habit may be
recognized by their face and manner, so we may recognize a voluptuary. He
may repress himself and struggle, but nevermore will he enjoy simple,
pure, and fraternal relations toward woman. By his way of glancing at a
young woman one may at once recognize a voluptuary; and I became a
voluptuary, and I have remained one."</p>
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