“Ten watercolors were made from that star.”
“Star of my life, to the stars your face is turned;Would I were the heavens, looking back at you with ten thousand eyes.”
“She was transparent, like a watercolor. As if she were about to dissolve in sound, in tones not yet created.”
“The watercolor people hadn’t moved, hadn’t seen us, were still busy being dead and artistic. Good.”
“I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance”
“Overhead, the stars were wheeling and infinite, a complicated mobile made by giants.”