It did not really matter to him whether it was hot or cool; he was Imparadised in weather which had nothing to do with the temperature.
"Their Silver Wedding Journey"
William Dean Howells
But, though they were still Imparadised, a certain wistfulness in looks and handclasps showed that they both instinctively felt they would never again tread the pavement so lightly, never again make time a lyric, life a measure.
"Carnival"
Compton Mackenzie