" ...here comes the light, nameless and intangible, streaming 93 million unobstructed miles through the implacable black vacuum to break itself against a wall, a cornice, a column. It drenches, it crenellates, it textures, It throws the city into relief. The coins fall through the slot; the illumination box clicks on. "

― Anthony Doerr , Four Seasons in Rome: On Twins, Insomnia, and the Biggest Funeral in the History of the World