It certainly appeared more beautiful to him.

For weeks it had been a very dull and sombre world; but now, with nearly all debts paid, three dollars jingling in his pocket, and in his mind the consciousness of success, the sun shone bright and warm, and even a rain-squall that soaked unprepared pedestrians seemed a merry happening to him.

When he starved, his thoughts had dwelt often upon the thousands he knew were starving the world over; but now that he was feasted full, the fact of the thousands starving was no longer pregnant in his brain.

He forgot about them, and, being in love, remembered the countless lovers in the world.

Without deliberately thinking about it, motifs for love-lyrics began to agitate his brain.