1 Quotes by Zdeněk Jirotka

The river grew dark and on the boat a peaceful silence reigned. Some voices wafted over from the opposite bank and a stray canoe made its way to the boat-house. Saturnin disappeared for a while and returned with freshly-made black coffee. I offered him a cigarette and indicated an empty deck-chair. The sky was now pitch black and the atmosphere had cooled to a pleasant temperature.