You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.
“A book is the vegetal pulp left behind by man. And now, after countless centuries of digging up and studying palimpsests and engraved tablets, they’re saying that we should just allow those dead, abandoned cities to become buried again beneath the windblown sentiment…”
Viscount Emilio Lascano Tegui | On Elegance While Sleeping