A Natural History of LoveRandom House, 1994 - 358 páginas Following the triumphant success of her A Natural History of the Senses, Diane Ackerman has turned her formidable gifts to that greatest gift of all - the elusive, eternal, and endlessly interesting matter of love. The result is pure Ackerman: a splendid, serious, scientific, poetic, playful, and lyrical "tour d'horizon" of love's many forms and faces. Ackerman draws on a variety of sources, both classical and from her immediate experience. The historical, cultural, religious, and biological roots of love are all explored and illuminated. She gives a fresh new reading to Freud ("mapping the war zones of the heart"), Stendhal (love as fantasy), and Proust ("the erotics of waiting"), and draws lessons from lovers across time. Her attention then moves to the physical - the chemistry, biology, and neurophysiology associated with love in the brain, mind, and body. She discusses the "evolution of the face", the cuddle, both as caress and as chemical, and the customs of marriage. There are astonishments everywhere. Her distinctive touch, aided by her personal adventures and explorations, enriches our understanding of women and horses, men and mermaids, sex and flying, and other equally enticing subjects. The book begins: "Love is the great intangible". Diane Ackerman then proceeds to make it more tangible, traceable, breathable, and ... well, lovable. |
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... woods like marsh gas . Filled with pity , he begs her forgiveness , and swears that it wasn't his will to abandon her but the iron edict of " Heaven's commands . " He speaks tenderly to her , " trying to soften the wild - eyed ...
... woods like marsh gas . Filled with pity , he begs her forgiveness , and swears that it wasn't his will to abandon her but the iron edict of " Heaven's commands . " He speaks tenderly to her , " trying to soften the wild - eyed ...
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... woods . Their mottling of white , brown , and black echoes the subtle colors of the landscape . No doubt the deer were there for some time before I detected them . What gave them away was the regular pattern of legs , ears , and eyes ...
... woods . Their mottling of white , brown , and black echoes the subtle colors of the landscape . No doubt the deer were there for some time before I detected them . What gave them away was the regular pattern of legs , ears , and eyes ...
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... woods waiting for his sweetheart to pass and then serenade her on a special love flute . In time , his melodies worked their way into her heart . Then he would woo her with compliments , gifts , and attentions . But she would not make ...
... woods waiting for his sweetheart to pass and then serenade her on a special love flute . In time , his melodies worked their way into her heart . Then he would woo her with compliments , gifts , and attentions . But she would not make ...
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