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.”
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)
A young engineer visits his cousin at a sanatorium in the Swiss Alps for three weeks and stays seven years, and in that dilation of time Thomas Mann built an entire world. Published in 1924, the novel transforms a mountaintop hospital into a theater of European civilization, where Italian humanists debate Jesuit reactionaries, where the body's fevers become indistinguishable from intellectual passions. Hans Castorp, ordinary and receptive, absorbs it all: lectures on biology, infatuations conducted through X-ray images, snowstorms that become visions. Mann understood that illness and idleness sharpen the mind as fiercely as discipline, and that a magic mountain is any place where time loosens enough for a soul to ask what it lives for.
Proust builds the same cathedral of dilated time, but in a drawing room instead of a sanatorium.
Tolstoy compresses Mann's seven years of confronting mortality into a single devastating novella.
Mann returns to the same questions of European decline, but with a composer instead of an engineer and no mountain to retreat to.