Nikolay Gogol. (№ 466276)

If you only knew with what joy I left Switzerland and flew to my darling, my beautiful Italy! She is mine! No one in the world can take it away from me. I was born here. Russia, St. Petersburg, snow, scoundrels, department, department, theater - I dreamed of all this. I woke up again in my homeland and only regretted that the poetic part of this dream - you and three or four memories that left eternal joy in my soul - did not turn into reality.