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'the problem is that there are hardly any women left. i contend that women have disappeared, that there has been a catastrophe, that the race of women has become scattered, annihilated under our very eyes...'
'the descendent of paleolithic and neolithic times, our mother, our female, our goddess, the being whom i shall call the woman of man, and whom we cannot even conceive of today, was hunted down, touched in her physical and mental body and hurled back into the void.'
'what we call women are beings who only look like women, we embrace imitations belonging to a species which has been entirely or almost entirely destroyed. la femme est rare (woman is rare) said giraudoux. most men, when they marry a mediocre imitation of a man, a slightly slyer one, a sligthly suppler one, are actually marrying themselves.'
'rare is woman, she wades through floods, she topples thrones, she stops the passing years. her skin is like marble. whither go rivers, clouds, lost birds? they all flow into woman...but she is rare...if one encounters her one must run away, for when she loves, when she hates, she is implacable.'
'she knows the secrets of water, stones, plants and animals. she can stare at the sun and see in the dark. she possesses the keys to health, rest, and the harmonies of matter. she is the white witch....the fairy with wide, moist flanks, with transparent eyes, who awaits man to begin a new heaven on earth'
'woman, the true woman, is the one who makes man into more than he is. through her, man gains access to his being, unless he chooses other forms of ascetism, where he will meet her yet again, in a symbolic form...'
'...discovering the true woman is a grace, a blessing, a gift. ...she appears suddenly amongst the herd of false females and the fortunate man who spots her begins to tremble with desire and fear.'
andre van lysebeth, 'tantra, the cult of the feminine'
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