‘As calm, as dormant as it may be, the water’s surface feels the fall of a flower, the passage of a bird, the agitations of the breeze: it undulates even when stagnant, and the image of Narcissus undulates with it, animating his forms in an objectless mimicry, distending them, contracting them, bringing to light a disquieting plasticity’. 

Gérard Genette