For a long time, I remained motionless, letting myself be penetrated gently by this unspeakable ensemble, by the serenity of the sky and the melancholy of the moment. I do not know what was going on in my mind, and I could not express it; it was one of those ineffable moments when one feels something in himself which is going to sleep and something which is awakening.
-- Victor Hugo En Voyage. France et Belgique
Translated by Daniel Russell
Thursday, June 2
struck
Posted by rb at 6/02/2005