Tuesday, January 11, 2011

This is a lovely spiritual victory over urbanization.

Zagreb has its own quality. It has no grand river, it is built up to no climax; the hill the old town stands on is what the eighteenth century used to call a moderate elevation. It has few very fine buildings except the Gothic Cathedral, and that has been forced to wear an ugly nineteenth-century overcoat. But Zagreb makes from its featureless handsomeness something that pleases like a Schubert song, a delight that begins quietly and never definitely ends. We believed we were being annoyed by the rain that first morning we walked out into it, but eventually we recognized that we were as happy as if we had been walking in sunshine through a really beautiful city. It has, moreover, the endearing characteristic, noticeable in many French towns, of remaining a small town when it is in fact quite large. A hundred and fifty thousand people live in Zagreb, but from the way gossips stand in the street it is plain that everybody knows who is going to have a baby and when. This is a lovely spiritual victory over urbanization.

REBECCA WEST. BLACK LAMB AND GREY FALCON.

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