"...So there he was, opposite to me, in the bridge, all because suddenly he had a bridge again. Not many, just one bridge. Ah but what a bridge! You weren´t there when they built it, so you can´t know how much it meant to us when we heard that Budapest, that great metropoli, had a bridge over the Danube once more."
Excerpt from Portraits of a Marriage
Sándor Marai
