Not as a star But I’m warning you, this is my last existence. Not as a swallow, not as a maple, not as a cat-tail and not as a star. Anna Akhmatova, The Elements of Typographic Style deathzen
White cloth I used to be very interested in the fact that anything, no matter how rough, rusted, diffy, or otherwise discredited it was, looked good if you set it down on a stretch of white cloth. Because anytime you set some detail of the world off that way, it was able to take on its true stature as an object of attention. Nicholson Baker, The Mezzanine Dwelling in ritualDrawing a frame beautyflaws