"... But after another hour of marching, that very happiness of which he had once half dreamt was suddenly discovered.
It was a pure, blue lake, with and unusual expression of its water. In the middle, a large cloud was reflected in its entirety. On the other side, on a hill thickly covered with verdure (and the darker the verdure, the more poetic it is), towered, arising from dactyl to dactyl, an ancient black castle. Of course, there are plenty of such views in Central Europe, but just this one - in the inexpressible and unique harmoniousness of its three principal parts, in its smile, in some mysterious innocence it had, my love! my obedient one! - was something so unique, and so familiar, and so long-promised; and it so understood the beholder that Vasiliy Ivanovich even pressed his hand to his heart, as if to see whether his heart was there in order to give it away..."
Vladimir Nabokov "Cloud, castle, lake" (1937, originally in Russian, translated to English by author), taken without permission from Vladimir Nabokov - Collected Stories, Penguin Classics edition
goes together with the song called "Road, river and rail" by Cocteau Twins, because of the sound of them titles. they sound so poetic together.
cloud, castle and lake
road, river and rail
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