As many a second film has proven, the discoveries embodied in novel or innovative subjects are soon exhausted and used up; the discovery of new styles and forms of expression represents the discovery of a new way of feeling and seeing, the discovery of a whole universe of possible contents that can never be exhausted.
“All night, and as the wind lieth among
The cypress trees, he lay,
Nor held me save as air that brusheth by one
Close, and as the petals of flowers in falling
Waver and seem not drawn to earth, so he
Seemed over me to hover light as leaves
And closer me than air,
And music flowing through me seemed to open
Mine eyes upon new colours.
O winds, what wind can match the weight of him!”
Ezra Pound | “Speech for Psyche in the Golden Book of Apuleius”