All things: those with three dimensions, those with two, the real, the figurative, the real three-dimensional bodies and their two-dimensional imitations;—the imitations we made of them even more because we were not satisfied with them, because they simply were, and we wanted to have doubles of them, we wanted to have them even more to ourselves, we duplicated them, we merged with them, we no longer knew where we end, where they begin.

C.F. Ramuz

Into the Sun