For myself, I favored the abstract. I collected not just obsolete terms and words, but ideas.

…Negligible Senescence…

Another one of your quippy japes?

The sky was like ebony and the only illumination was the harsh white light of the central streetlamp, which cast shadows so hard it seemed you might cut yourself on them.

People who read my books have an open mind when it comes to new, bizarre, interesting and exciting ideas.

Lovely phrases had lit candles in her mind, one after the other, till she felt intoxicated with the brightness.