«At night, infinity in foreign realms arrives with the last lamppost, and here it was twenty meters away»
«The boat's slow progress through the night was like the passage of a coherent thought through the subconcious» p. 12
«On both sides, knee-deep in pitch-black water, stood the enormous carved chests of dark palazzi filled with infathomable treasures - most likely gold, judging from the low-intensity yellow electric glow emerging now and then from cracks in the shutters»
«There is something primordial about travelling on water. No matter how solid its substitute - the deck - under your feet, on water you are somewaht more alert than ashore, your faculties are more poised. On water, for instance, you never get absentminded the way you do on the streeet: your legs keep you and your wits on constant check, as if you were some kind of compass» p. 15
«The silence was truly geological. You couldn't ask, what is this? who is this by? because of the incongruity of your voice, belonging to a later and obviously irrelevant organism» p. 51
«As long as this place exists, as long as winter light shines upon it, Kodak shares are the best investment» p. 80
«An object, after all, is what makes infinity private»
Joseph Brodsky (1940-1996)
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An Essay on Venice
Penguin Modern Classics
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