Out with stereotypes, feminism proclaims. But stereotypes are the west's stunning sexual personae, the vehicles of art's assault against nature. The moment there is imagination, there is myth.

All, all is theft, all is unceasing and rigorous competition in nature the desire to make off with the substance of others is the foremost - the most legitimate - passion nature has bred into us and, without doubt, the most agreeable one.

We are learning, too, that the love of beauty is one of Nature's greatest healers.

Truth makes on the ocean of nature no one track of light every eye, looking on, finds its own.

America is still mostly xenophobic and racist. That's the nature of America, I think.