The Magic Mountain
by Thomas Mann(1924)
“Time has no divisions to mark its passage, there is never a thunderstorm or blare of trumpets to announce the beginning of a new month or year.”
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by Thomas Mann(1924)
“Time has no divisions to mark its passage, there is never a thunderstorm or blare of trumpets to announce the beginning of a new month or year.”
Thomas Mann(1924)
Hans Castorp visits his cousin at a tuberculosis sanatorium in the Swiss Alps for three weeks and stays seven years. Thomas Mann spent a decade writing this novel, and it contains everything: love, disease, philosophy, politics, time, death. The conversations between Settembrini and Naphta are intellectual duels that dramatize the ideological conflicts about to tear Europe apart. The prose is deliberate, almost ceremonial. Reading it requires surrendering to its pace, letting the mountain air thin your sense of ordinary time. What emerges is one of the great novels of ideas.