Look at how a single candle can both defy and define the darkness.
I would call back at least for literature this world of shadows we are losing. In the mansion called literature I would have the eaves deep and the walls dark, I would push back into the shadows the things that come forward too clearly, I would strip away the useless decoration. I do not ask that this be done everywhere, but perhaps we may be allowed at least one mansion where we can turn off the electric lights and see what it is like without them.
Night's darkness is a bag that bursts with the gold of the dawn.
In Rome, I loved seeing the Caravaggios. There are churches in Rome that have Caravaggios, and there's one, not far from Piazza Navona, that has the best, I think: St. Matthew with the money.
Find beauty not only in the thing itself but in the pattern of the shadows, the light and dark which that thing provides.
What were the glories of the sun, if we knew not the gloom of darkness?
The Victorian world is extremely dark and extremely bright.
