I love the advice of poets and artists, the way they look into life in order to squeeze out the sweet nectar of living. Here is an example by Benson on how to look around as one walks along the way.

  "The things to look out for are little accidents of light and color, little effects of chance grouping, the transfiguration of some well known and even commonplace object, such as is produced by the sudden burst into greenness of the trees that peep over some suburban garden wall, or by sunlight falling, by a happy accident, on pool or flower. The curve of a wood seen a hundred times before, the gentle line of a fallow, the still sunset glow -- these will give ever new delights, and delights that grow with observation and intuition."