Mark Rothko, Untitled, 1969
“The sun,--the bright sun, that brings back, not light alone, but new life, and hope, and freshness
to man--burst upon the crowded city in clear and radiant glory. Through costly-coloured glass
and paper-mended window, through cathedral dome and rotten crevice, it shed its equal ray.”
Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist, 1837-39
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