The books were now replaced. A few letters of the alphabet were sprinkled 'round the dome. Closely stood together in a ring 'round the dome were Plato, Aristotle, Sophocles, and Shakespeare; the literature of Rome, Greece, China, India, Persia. One leaf of poetry was pressed flat against another leaf, one burnished letter laid smooth against another in a density of meaning, a conglomeration of loveliness.
~Virginia Woolf, Jacob's Room