When the act of reflection takes place in the mind, when we look at ourselves in the light of thought, we discover that our life is embosomed in beauty. Behind us, as we go, all things assume pleasing forms, as clouds do far off. Not only things familiar and stale, but even the tragic and terrible, are comely, as they take their place in the pictures of memory.
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
(Spiritual Laws)
it seems to me that the vase leans a bit to the left -do you agree? or is it something with my eyes?