"...Petersburg... all the powers bestowed on her by Heaven..."
“…the city had grown like a tree, forming ring after ring…”
"…the joy and sorrow, the life and death, the grandeur and decay, of five thousand slow revolving years."
“…rambling the streets of London.”
“He saw the darkening lands slipping away past him…”
"...irrepressible... even among dust and stones."
"...a long wall of rock, sheering in like a thousand-foot wave towards the middle of the valley..."
"The breeze of morning... the smell of leaves... the sharp smell of the sea."
"...I felt as though, instead of going to the centre of a continent, I were about to set off for the centre of the earth."
“…gilded domes and minarets reflecting the first rays of the sun…”
“It is a noise something like rain, or banana leaves in a wind.”
