How to say in English "Умом Россию не понять"?

"People don't die they just become invisible" Almost whole year passed by since my grandfather had gone to his rest. I think a lot about life and death.Such eternal questions, right? After my grandfather death I often see him in my dreams, I'm not afraid of that, he's always alive for me... I see that lovely small villiage, where he spent almost all his life and wich is associated with my best childhood memories. Sometimes I cry, but this is not sorrow, it's a realization of the impossibility of turning back the times. I'd like to tell you a little about my grandfather and that environment that surrounded him for all his life. His name was Guriy, it's a very rare slavic name. My gran-grand-dmother was very devout, so she called her son in honor of St. Gury, whose birthday was in the same day. I'm not going to tell you all his biography, because he didn't like to talk about the past, he appreciated the present and every day of his life was special to him. He never lived in big noisy cities, he choosed a quiet secluded villiage with its beautiful nature. For all his life he worked physically. He had built a house for his family and he had a huge farm. He was a beekeeper, and I still remember the test of his honey... and I know what is the sting of bees. I still love so much his villiage. I was always not easy to get there, every time it was like a small advanture. The villiage is separated by river from other localities, you can reach this place only by boat. One hour of the way and you are there. But every hour of those was unfogettable! You can see water-lily, blue dragonflies, storks, ducks all around you... Russian nature is truly amazing. My grandfather was a fisherman. I liked so much to go with him for fishing night time. I remember the atmosphere. I was dark, only bright disk of moon lit the ground. The silense was broken by croaking of frogs. We switch off the engine of boat and listen to music of night. It was so misterious... He taught his grandchildren to love nature, to take care of it... I still remember his words "Nature is very rich, there are enought its gifts for everybody, but only lasy don't take anything" Thank you, Grandpa, for the lessons of life and a wonderful childhood! Rest in peace.