“If Aphrodite chills at home in Cyprus for most of the year, then Fez must be the goddess’s playground.”

“Thus weary of the world, away she hies,And yokes her silver doves; by whose swift aidTheir mistress mounted through the empty skiesIn her light chariot quickly is convey’d;Holding their course to Paphos, where their queenMeans to immure herself and not be seen.”