I imagine that every author comes upon things they wish they had written and then does the next best thing. They use the envied excerpt as an epigraph for their own inferior work.
I have several epigraphs for the memoir I have not yet written, though 70,000 words, give or take, are in the can and many others are on the cutting-room floor.
I will post a few of these epigraphs, but today I found one I particularly like: “Lead me to the truth and I will follow you with my whole life.”
It is from a song by Mumford & Sons. This one: