Henri Troyat. Peter Tchaikovsky and Nadezhda von Meck (№ 162575)

Why simple Russian landscape, so a walk in the summer in Russia, in the village across the fields, through the woods, evening on the steppe, used to bring me to such a state that I lay on the ground in a sort of exhausted from the influx of love to nature, from those inexplicably sweet and intoxicating sensations that focused more on the forest, Prairie, river, village in the distance, a modest Church, in a word, everything Russian is poor, darling landscape.