In all things have no preferences.

Truth-tellers are not always palatable.
There is a preference for candy bars.

Here he is.  All the way from Salford.  He's not my cup of tea but you might like him.

Were Women all like those whom here I name,
Woman to man I surely would prefer;
The Sun is feminine, nor deems it shame;
The Moon, though masculine, depends on her.

Were Women all like those whom here I name,
Woman to man I surely would prefer;
The Sun is feminine, nor deems it shame;
The Moon, though masculine, depends on her.