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| 52 | 818 | "What View more quotes about power">power," he said, angrily, "lies in that small, soft, curved body of yours, in an ankle, a shoulder, the movement of a hand, a lifting of the head, a glance, the soft, brightness of eyes, the tremor of a lip". |
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| 52 | 815 | "I see," I said. |
| 52 | 816 | "Does it make no difference to you," he asked, "what you have made me, what you have done to me?" "Naturally I am concerned," I said. |
| 52 | 817 | "You hold the whip". |
| 52 | 818 | "What power," he said, angrily, "lies in that small, soft, curved body of yours, in an ankle, a shoulder, the movement of a hand, a lifting of the head, a glance, the soft, brightness of eyes, the tremor of a lip". |
| 52 | 819 | "A slave cannot help what she is," I said. |
| 52 | 820 | "Is it nothing to you," he asked, "that you have wrenched my heart, that you have tormented my nights and distressed my days, that you have half torn me out of myself with desire?" "A slave does not object to being wanted," I said. |
| 52 | 821 | "What power you have!" he cried, angrily. |