Zorba The Greek

by solitary walker

I know some of my blogfriends have enjoyed this novel, but this is the first time I myself have read it. I’m loving the book, which pivots on the dynamic between the intellectual, self-searching narrator and the hedonistic, live-for-today Alexis Zorbas. The charting of the narrator’s spiritual journey and the evocation of Crete and the Greek character are totally absorbing. The book’s a classic.

“It was cold, the sea was booming, Venus was dancing roguishly in the east. I walked along the water’s edge playing a game with the waves. They ran up to try and wet me and I ran away. I was happy and said to myself: ‘This is true happiness: to have no ambition and to 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 the 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 realise of a sudden that, in your heart, life has accomplished its final miracle: it has become a fairy-tale.'”

Nikos Kazantzakis Zorba The Greek