I like people and I like them to like me, but I wear my heart where God put it, on the inside.
—~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
At the most we gaze at it in wonder, a kind of wonder which in itself is a form of dawning horror, for somehow we know by instinct that outsize buildings cast the shadow of their own destruction before them, and are designed from the first with an eye to their later existence as ruins.
—~ W.G. Sebald, Austerlitz