a very beautifully written script---A Couresan's Confession

潘多拉外传

<P>the following paragraphs from a movie named Dangerous Beauty... it reflects how people in antient Italy see women......women then were proud of not being educated as the only educated and delicated ladies were courtesans (aka prostitutes)...Sadly...Madly...the following is a courtesan's confession on how she loves a man who had a higher social status...</P>
<P><FONT color=#614db3 size=3><EM>I confess that there is a young girl...
I loved a man who could not marry me ...</EM></FONT></P>
<P><FONT color=#614db3 size=3><EM>I confess that I had a mother who taught me a different way of life what I resisted it first but learnt to embrace.</EM></FONT></P>
<P><FONT color=#614db3 size=3><EM>I confess that I became a courtesan, trading with many power, welcome many rather than be owned by one.</EM></FONT></P>
<P><FONT color=#614db3 size=3><EM>I confess that I embrace a harlot's freedom than a wife's obedience.</EM></FONT></P>
<P><FONT color=#614db3 size=3><EM>I confess that I find more ecstasy and passion than in prayer...such passion is prayer</EM></FONT></P>
<P><FONT color=#614db3 size=3><EM>I confess that I pray still to feel the touch of my lover's lips, his hands upon me, his arms in front of me.</EM></FONT></P>
<P><FONT color=#614db3 size=3><EM>Such surrender has been mine</EM></FONT></P>
<P><FONT color=#614db3 size=3><EM>I confess that I hunger still to be filled and inflamed, to melt into the dream of us, beyond this trouble place, to where we are not even ourselves, to know that it always, always this is mine.
If this is not been mine, if I lived another way: the child, you are the husband's ?wim. My soul hardens for lack of touch and lack of love,</EM></FONT></P>
<P><FONT color=#614db3 size=3><EM>I confess such endless days and nights would be punishment for greater than any you could make out.</EM></FONT></P>
<P><FONT color=#614db3 size=3><EM>You, all of you...you who hunger so for what i gave but could not bear to see such power in a woman. You call God's greatest gift...ourselves, our ?, our needs of love, you call it filth and sin and harasy.</EM></FONT></P>
<P><FONT color=#614db3 size=3><EM>I repent there is no other way open to me, I do not repent my life.</EM></FONT></P>

潘多拉外传

<P>i rewind this part again and again......just to catch what she said,,,verbatim.....</P><P>nice sentences...</P><P>strong and powerful "confession"......</P><P>touching story...</P>

^_-4EvA

i have watched this movie b4, yeah..it's a touching story. i like that courtesan very much...

绕着剑的风

i dunno about the movie....but from your words i can sense the heart of the couresan...what a weird society!

潘多拉外传

<P>the reality is cruel...</P><P>not only the courtesans, all of the people then were victims of the culture..</P><P>it is ridiculous</P><P>but without the absurdity, there will be no stories...</P><P>so...</P><P>contradiction...</P>

绕着剑的风

human's history is the process of creating, editing and destroying...so we can see the progressive in happening every minute..that is a tragedy...but luckily...we dun need to see it happen again

绕着剑的风

even i dunno..how can you know ah?

Ivan_liang

Just like in chuch singing song

wen_123

<P>this kind of thing still happen in somewhere </P><P>i saw this story from the book...</P>

猫猫抱抱我

well...you all are literature fans...i am too naive and superficial la...[em04]