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PREFACE
INTRODUCTION-1.1
INTRODUCTION-1.2
INTRODUCTION-1.3
INTRODUCTION-1.4
INTRODUCTION-1.5
INTRODUCTION-1.6
INTRODUCTION-1.7
FOOTNOTES-1
FOOTNOTES-2
THE STUDY OF SEXUAL INVERSION
SEXUAL INVERSION IN MEN-1
SEXUAL INVERSION IN MEN-2
SEXUAL INVERSION IN MEN-3
HISTORY-1-2-3-4
HISTORY-5
HISTORY-6
HISTORY-7-8
HISTORY-9
HISTORY-10-11-12
HISTORY-13-14
HISTORY-15
HISTORY-16-17-18-19
HISTORY-20
HISTORY-21 (begin)
HISTORY-21 (end)
HISTORY-22-23-24
HISTORY-25
HISTORY-26
HISTORY-27
HISTORY-28-29-30-31-32
HISTORY-33
SEXUAL INVERSION IN WOMEN-1
SEXUAL INVERSION IN WOMEN-2
SEXUAL INVERSION IN WOMEN-3
SEXUAL INVERSION IN WOMEN-4
HISTORY-34-35-36-37
HISTORY-38
HISTORY-39.1
HISTORY-39.2
HISTORY-39.3
HISTORY-39.4
FOOTNOTES
THE NATURE OF SEXUAL INVERSION-1
THE NATURE OF SEXUAL INVERSION-2
THE NATURE OF SEXUAL INVERSION-3
THE NATURE OF SEXUAL INVERSION-4
FOOTNOTES
THE THEORY OF SEXUAL INVERSION-1
THE THEORY OF SEXUAL INVERSION-2
THE THEORY OF SEXUAL INVERSION-3
CONCLUSIONS-1
CONCLUSIONS-2
CONCLUSIONS-3
CONCLUSIONS-4
FOOTNOTES
APPENDIX A
APPENDIX B-1
APPENDIX B-2-3-4
INDEX OF AUTHORS

convinced that a _mutual_ uranian love will reach its best 

results, both spiritual and physical, where there is complete 

sexual expression. 

 

"Of the character of the sexual dreams I have had, there is not 

much to be said. During the period of masochistic tendency, they 

were masochistic in character; otherwise they have been dreams 

simply of the naked embrace. Usually there has been a 

considerable element of ideal love in the dream. I have not more 

than three times at most dreamed of intercourse with one of the 

opposite sex. There was only in one case anything that I could 

call actual emotion in such a dream. The other dreams have often 

(not always) been dreams of real yearning, and not at all what I 

should call merely sensual. 

 

"In the course of time I wanted more freedom to do things in my 

own way than could be obtained in a public school. I started a 

school of my own. The work was for a good many years very happy. 

I loved the boys, and they loved me. I was active, ardent, and 

they made a chum of me. But people got into the way of sending me 

awkward customers. I poured out my love on these, I used myself 

up for them. Unfortunately (though I was never 'orthodox') my 

Puritanical morality was still strong within me, my views of 

human psychology were too limited, and I imposed them on the 

boys. Some were very devoted; but, as years went by and the 

proportion of _mauvais sujets_ increased, there tended to be a 

split in the small camp and one or two boys whom I loved deceived 

me terribly. To a man of my temperament this was heart-rending 

and from then the work was doomed. Troubles at school went along 

with troubles at home, and these things contributed to center my 

affection upon a lad who was with me, and who had given me much 

trouble. For some reason or other I went on believing that he 

would get right. Deceit was his great difficulty. He was 

certainly partly homosexual himself. Looking back I can see that 

with a wider and more charitable knowledge I could have dealt 

more wisely and helpfully with certain homosexual episodes of 

his. I am convinced now that mere sweeping condemnation of the 

physical is not the wholesome way of help. However, to cut the 

story short, all seemed at last to go well, and the lad was 

growing into a young man. Our love deepened, and we always slept 

together, but quite ascetically. Later, when quite in his young 

manhood he had left school, there was, unfortunately, 

misunderstandings with his parents, who forbad him to sleep with 

me. What followed is of some importance. Up till then, though 

certainly his affection seemed ardent, I had observed no sexual 

signs on his part. I had been quite frank with him as to mine. He 

was then 19, and I thought old enough to have things explained to 

him. Sleeping with him I had found peaceful and helpful, and more 

than once he told me that it greatly helped him. But _after we 

were forbidden to sleep together_, I found the passion in me more 

difficult to control, and it suddenly leaped out in him. We were 

still, however, rather ascetic, though we used to kiss each 

other, and we used to embrace naked. This produced emission not 

infrequently with me, but only once with him, though always 

powerful erection. I would not allow any friction. Perhaps this 

was a mistake. A more complete expression might have helped him. 

 

"All my life I had been hungry for a complete response, and at 

one time the lad thought he could give it. He was then nearing 

20. 'I have never been so happy in my life,' he said. It was a 

blow to me when I found he had mistaken his own feelings, but I 

was quite ready to accept what love he could give. I also never 

dreamed of any sort of insistence on sexual expression. With such 

love as he could give I was quite ready to make myself content. 

'The true measure of love,' wrote a uranian schoolmaster to me 

once, 'is self-sacrifice'; not 'What will you give?' but 'What 

will you give up?' Not 'What will you do for him?' but 'What will 


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