"Poetry is in everything—in land and in sea, in lake and in riverside. It is in the city too... it is evident to me here as I sit: there is poetry in this table, in this paper, in this inkstand... in the rattling of cars on the streets, in each minute, common, ridiculous motion of a workman, who the other side of the street is painting the sign of a butcher's shop."
—Fernando Pessoa: Always Astonished (San Francisco: City Lights, 1988) p1.