“Isaac had talked on occasion about about art, about famous painters and what made someone stand out from the rest.
‘Novelty’, he always said, ‘makes the difference’.
It was the fact that they were unlike the rest.
‘You can be a brilliant draughtsman’, he said, ‘but that means nothing if you’re not seeing the world differently.”
From the book “The muse” by Jessie Burton
“Meet me in Cognito baby,
We’ll soon leave our pasts behind us.
The present is always a mystery,
As the future never fails to remind us.
Once we’re alone in Cognito,
We’ll remove all of our clothes very fast,
But though we be naked as jaybirds,
At no time will we take off our masks.
Cinderella went incognito,
And it’s said that she had a ball.
It’s always midnight in Cognito
By the black clock at the end of the hall.
We’re destined to be clandestine,
Incognito is our very last hope.
I’ll meet you where the sun don’t shine,
With a fake I.D and some dope.
So do join me in Cognito,
You know that I’ll never tell.
We’ll sneak in the back door of Heaven
And stroll unnoticed through Hell.
There, every day’s a surprise.
Where truth tells all the best lies.”