“I pass through the house, painting a wall through which stains of
humidity show, hanging a lamp where it will throw Balinese shadow
plays, draping a bed, placing logs in the fireplace.
    Every room is painted a different color. As if there
were one room for every separate mood: lacquer red for vehemence, pale
turquoise for reveries, peach color for gentleness, green for repose,
grey for work at the typewriter.”

—Anais Nin, The Diary of Anais Nin, Volume One, 1931-1934, 1966.