Goodness and beauty may be separable in the north, but not in Greece. Between skin and skin there is only light.
John Fowles wrote his masterpiece after a year spent on Spetses, where he used to teach English in late ’50 of XX century.
Somewhere between multifaceted yet captivating storyline meanders within the magic of Greece. There we have the essence of Greekness: the mild climate, the smell of herbs, the frivolity of the Mediterranean, the archetypes of human characters; all presented against the background of classical literature, music and painting.
This novel has been with us for thirty years and has certainly contributed to our love of Greece, the Greeks and the Mediterranean – with all our senses.

Greece is like a mirror. It makes you suffer. Then you learn.

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