“Renate’s eyes were sea green and tumultuous like a reduction of the
sea itself. When they seemed about to overflow with emotion, her
laughter would flutter like windchimes and form a crystal bowl to
contain the turquoise waters as if in an aquarium, and then her eyes
became scenes of Venice, canals of reflections, and gold specks swam in
them like gondolas.”

—Anais Nin, Collages, 1964.