One Can Love Any Man That Is

This Garden Has A Soul, I Know Its Moods.

One Can Love Any Man That Is Generous.

The Rapturuous, Wild, And Ineffable Pleasure Of Drinking At Somebody Else's Expense

We Lose In Depth Of Expression When We Go To Inferior Animals For Comparisons With Human Beauty. Homer Calls Juno Ox-eyed; And The Epithet Suits Well With The Eyes Of That Goddess, Because She May Be Supposed, With All Her Beauty, To Want A Certain Humanity. Her Large Eyes Look At You With A Royal Indifference.

The Most Tangible Of All Visible Mysteries - Fire.