“[T]here was a garden, a tangled and wild garden one could get lost in.
And there were colored glass windows and through the core of the
designs, a button of multicolored glass, one could see a prismatic,
colored world in oranges, blues, water-greens, rubies. I kept my eye
glued to those stones for hours, loooking at this prismatic world.
Another world. It was my first sight of another world. Colors.
Ruby-colored trees and a sky of orange.”

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