
The felicities of design in art, or in works of Nature, are shadows or forerunners of that beauty which reaches its perfection in the human form.
All men are its lovers.
Wherever it goes, it creates joy and hilarity, and everything is permitted to it.
It reaches its height in women.
“To Eve,” say the Mahometans, “God gave two-thirds of all beauty.”
A beautiful woman is a practical poet, taming her savage mate, planting tenderness, hope, and eloquence, in all whom she approaches.



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