What has the sexual act, so natural, so necessary, and so just, done to mankind, for us not to dare talk about it with shame and for us to exclude it from serious and decent conversations? We boldly pronounce the words “kill,” “rob,” “betray”; and this one we do not dare pronounce, except between our teeth. Does this mean that the less we breathe of it in words, the more we have the right to swell our thoughts with it?
– Michel de Montaigne (start p. 73 in link)
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