After the day's great sun." - Charles
Hanson Towne
5.7. "I can no longer think of anything
but you. In spite of myself, my imagination carries me to you. I grasp you, I
kiss you, I caress you, a thousand of the most amorous caresses take possession
of me." - Honore de Balzac,
letter to Evelina Hanska, June 1836