Author of quotes: Saint Innocent of Kherson

Spring comes and a person changes. He is no longer in a makeshift dungeon, enclosed within four walls, but at large, under a clear sky, in clean air. In the field, in the forest, on the waters - everywhere a man seems to be newly created, or multiplied. And the earth, one might say, again enters into his dominion: with the onset of spring, the fields begin to furrow under his plow; rivers and seas foam under his oar; the air is cut by his sails; the very clouds part to make room for his balloons.