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| Velazquez, Venus at her Mirror |
"[...] The woman, until the ' Love was in the bud and therefore less demanding, was able to resist his weak stimuli and choke easily silence the soft passion, but when the cruel god in his heart began to flare up and spread like a mania in its inmost depths, she gave way, and feigning a hid the wound mortal languor of the soul by giving understanding of being ill.
Everyone knows that the decay of the face is common to the sick as to love: pale, languid eyes, legs weak, restless sleep, shortness of breath more and more as they grow the effort.
seemed to see her in that she acted only as an attack of fever and, instead, was crying too [...] How easy to understand, even without being a doctor, what does tell when a burning fever and did not, only if you have a little 'experience in matters of love [...]"
(Apuleius, The Golden Ass, Book X)
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