Sleepwalker in a Fog Quotes

“At night spring blows through Leningrad. River wind, garden wind, and stone wind collide, whirl together in a powerful rush, and race through the empty troughs of the streets, shatter the glass of attic windows with a peal and lift the damp, limp sleeves of laundry drying between rafters; the winds fling themselves flat on the ground, soar up again and take off, speeding the scents of granite and budding leaves out to the night sea where, on a distant ship under a fleet sea star, a sleepless traveller crossing the night will raise his head, inhale the arriving air, and think: land.”
― Tatyana Tolstaya, Sleepwalker in a Fog