{weekly reads} 1;

oh, zorba. you  only took me three years to finish. but you were so, so worth it to finish. especially since my copy was over 50 years old and smelled so good (SOO GOOD!)


“this is true happiness: to have no ambition and work like a horse as if you had every ambition. to live far from men, not to need them and yet to love them. to take part in christmas festivities and, after eating and drinking well, to escape on your own far from all the snares, to have the stars above, the land to your left and the sea to your right: and to realize of a sudden that, in your heart, life as accomplished its final miracle: it has become a fairytale.” page 136

the next morning i went with zorba as far as the village. we talked like serious and practical minded  people about the working of the lignite. while going down a slope, zorba kicked against a stone, which went rolling downhill. he stopped for a moment in amazement, as if he were seeing this astounding spectacle for the first time in his life. he looked round at me, and in his i discerned faint consternation.

‘boss, did you see that?’, he said at last. ‘on slopes, even stones come to life again’.

i said nothing, but i felt a deep joy. this, i thought was how great visionaries and poets see everything—as if for the first time. each morning they see a new world before their eyes; they do not see it, they create it.

the universe for zorba , as for the first men on earth, was a weighty, intense vision; the stars gilded over him, the sea broke against his temples. he lived the earth, water, the animals, and God, without the distorting intervention of reason.” – page 156.


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