If I could spend a few hours each week in a picture, it would have to be in one drawn by Edward Gorey. There would never be a dull moment, although it might be more genteel excitement that I could take.
As writing pictures go this is damned near as perfect as it gets. Look at her! We should all be able to assume such elegance of posture and countenance while contemplating the construction of a perfect sentence while a dead body lies at our feet.