Sadistic literature is not only inhumane. It is anti-human.
The critic's hankering to be law-giver rather than servant of literature is irrepressible.
All pornography is to a degree sadistic - inevitably.
A nation has honor precisely as it has fleas - on this or that body. The statesman who talks of honor - unless he means something else, quite different - is a rogue.
Nothing lasts. Not even a great sorrow.
Pornography is essentially reductive, an exercise in the nothing-but mode, a depersonalizing of the human beings involved, a showing-up of human lust as nothing but an affair of the genitals.