“It was a small room with dim light coming in the window, reminiscent of old Polish films.”

“The young have aspirations that never come to pass, the old have reminiscences of what never happened.”

“When I get to my room, the first thing I do is punch the button that operates the blind over the window. The room dims. Good. I want darkness. ~Amy”

“When we pulled out into the winter night and the real snow, our snow, began to stretch out beside us and twinkle against the windows, and the dim lights of small Wisconsin stations moved by, a sharp wild brace came suddenly into the air. That's my middle-west - not the wheat or the prairies or the lost Swede towns, but the thrilling returning trains of my youth and the street lamps and sleigh bells in the frosty dark and the shadows of holly wreaths thrown by lighted windows on the snow.”

“It was him, thirty years too old, twenty pounds too light, & forty watts too dim maybe, but him.”

“[...] its small squares of fast-passing light, the early evening windows of the lives of hundreds of others.”