There are indeed men who are attached more by resistance than by yielding and who unwittingly prefer a variable sky, now splendid, now black and vexed by lightning, to love’s unclouded blue. Let us not forget that Josephine had to deal with a conqueror and that love resembles war. She did not surrender, she let herself be conquered. Had she been more tender, more attentive, more loving, perhaps Bonaparte would have loved her less. IMBERT DE SAINT-AMAND, THE EMPRESS JOSEPHINE: NAPOLEON’S ENCHANTRESS
The Idol Worshipper
- Overactive and mind-ticking – They cannot be satisfied with themselves
- Often suffer from low self-esteem ( Do not try to raise it)
- Identification by pouring energies into some cause or religion
- They search the world for something to worship
- Fair victims – Only for short-term
- Have bigger emptiness than most people
- Seduction – at first seem to share their spiritual interest
- Take the place of the cause or religion
- Become their object of worship
- They are to worship you, not the reverse
- Hide flaws and give a saintly sheen
Coquettes know how to please, not how to love, which is why men love them so much. PIERE MARIVAUX
An absence, the declining of an invitation to dinner, an unintentional, unconscious harshness are of more service than all the cosmetics and fine clothes in the world. MARCEL PROUST
Seduction
- Paradoxical – Some sign that you are not what you seem
- Plays with meaning
- Signs – Danger, Cruelty, Amorality
- Mystery – Something needs work
- A play on your part
- Must be used early on in seduction
- Early On – The moment they lay their eyes on you
- Before impressions are set
- Must before targets know too much
- By sending mixed signals – First encounter
- Create little surprises and tension
There is also nightly, to the initiated, A peril – not indeed like love or marriage. But not the less for this to be depreciated; it is, I meant- and mean not to disparage \ the show of virtue even in the vitiated – \ it adds an outward grace unto their carriage – \ But to denounce the amphibious sort of harlot, \ Courlur de rose, Who is neither white nor scarlet \ such his your cold coquette, who cant say say ” no” \ And won’t say “yes”, and keeps you on- and offing \ on a lee shore, till it begins to blow – \ Then sees your heart wrecked with an inward scoffing. \ This works a world of sentimental woe, \ and sends new Werters yearly to the coffin; \ But yet is merely innocent flirtation, \ not quite adultery, but adulteration. – LORD BYRON, THE COLD COQUETTE