"The prototypes of strong sensation: blazing lights, red earth, blue sea, mauve twilight, the flake of gold buried in the black depths of the cypress; archaic tastes of wine and olive, ancients smells of dust, goat dung and thyme, immemorial sounds of cicada and rustic flute."
Robert Hughes on Provence
"Provence is a country to which I am always returning, next week, next year, any day now, as soon as I can get on a train."
