Newski Prospekt 2

I drive around the streets
an inch away from weeping,
ashamed of my sentimentality and
possible love.

by Charles Bukowski, Love is a Dog from Hell

Умом Россию не понять,
Аршином общим не измерить:
У ней особенная стать —
В Россию можно только верить.

Who would grasp Russia with the mind?
For her no yardstick was created:
Her soul is of a special kind,
By faith alone appreciated.

(Fyodor Tyutchev)