What a different result one gets by changing the metaphor!
Imagination is a licensed trespasser: it has no fear of dogs, but may climb over walls and peep in at windows with impunity.
Fear was stronger than the calculation of probabilities.
Friendships begin with liking or gratitude- roots that can be pulled up.
If you are not proud of your cellar, there is no thrill of satisfaction in seeing your guest hold up his wineglass to the light and look judicial.
Melodies die out, like the pipe of Pan, with the ears that love them and listen for them.