Italian morning

"What a land Italy is! In no way can you imagine it. Oh, if you would only look at this blinding sky, all drowning in radiance! Everything is beautiful under this sky; whatever is a ruin, it is a picture; there is some sparkling color on a person; a structure, a tree, a work of nature, a work of art - everything seems to breathe and speak under this sky. When everything changes for you, when there is nothing left for you to tie you to some corner of the world, come to Italy." Nikolai Gogol.