What is the most precious, the most exciting smell awaiting you in the house when you return to it after a dozen years or so? The smell of roses, you think? No, mouldering books. Andrei Sinyavsky More Quotes by Andrei Sinyavsky More Quotes From Andrei Sinyavsky Look, I'm smiling at you, I'm smiling in you, I'm smiling through you. How can I be dead if I breathe in every quiver of your hand? Andrei Sinyavsky smile hands looks
