In The Wood – by Kandinsky (1912)

The wood grew denser and denser.  The red trunks thicker and thicker.  The green foliage heavier and heavier.  The air darker and darker.  The brushes more and more profuse.  The toadstools more and more numerous.  In the end one found oneself treading on nothing but toadstools.  The man found it more and more difficult to walk, to push his way through without slipping.  But he went on, repeating more and more quickly the same sentence: –

Healing scars.
Corresponding colors.

To his left and a little behind him walked a woman.  Each time the man stopped saying this sentence,  she would say with great conviction, rolling her “r”s:
verrry prrractical.

~ from Kandinsky. Complete writings on art, 1982