These are life’s delights. These momentary, happy pairings are a deep response to life and nature, a summons to warmth and light. There must once have been a good fairy who ordered the fields and trees expressly for young hearts, and thanks to her we have the eternal ecole buisonniere, that school for lovers under the sky that will endure as long as there are trees and novices.
...The lawyer’s clerk becomes a god. The cries and chasings in the grass, the clasped waist, the murmur of half-spoken words that are a song of rapture, the cherry passed from mouth to mouth, these like a flame rising and sinking are the heaven of life. Girls sweetly give themselves and believe that it will last forever. Philosophers, poets, and painters contemplate these ecstasies and cannot encompass them, so dazzled are they.