Sabine Weiss. Paris. 1950s
Everything came alive in her company; she cast a charmed theatrical light about her so that to see anything through her eyes was to see it in brighter colors than ordinary.
Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch
the relationship between a girl and her favorite mug is something that can be so personal
But sometimes, unexpectedly, grief pounded over me in waves that left me gasping; and when the waves washed back, I found myself looking out over a brackish wreck which was illumined in a light so lucid, so heartsick and empty, that I could hardly remember that the world had ever been anything but dead.
Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch
This writing nook offers a place for a poet to curl up on pillows and contemplate the view beyond.
The Not So Big House - A Blueprint for the Way We Really Live, 1998
