The Line of Beauty

by Alan Hollinghurst

loving the heat and the sunlight through the huge old roadside oaks and chestnuts, and the sense of a prepared surprise, of being led through screened back ways towards a view. There was that tingle in the air that you got in even modestly mountainous country, the imminence of a drop, of space instead of mass.

this quote from the book encompasses all my thoughts and emotions while reading this book.