Over The Town (1918) by Marc Chagall
“I suddenly felt as if we were taking off. You too were poised on one leg, as if the little room could no longer contain you. You soar up to the ceiling. Your head turned down to me, and turned mine up to you… We flew over fields of flowers, shuttered houses, roofs, yards, churches.”
That’s how Chagall’s fiance, Bella Goldenberg, remembered the elation of their engagement.