Karel Čapek,
Letters from England — London Streets
(1925)
“ In the streets people do not live, stare, talk, stand or sit; they merely rush through the streets. Here the street is not the most interesting of places, where a thousandfold spectacle meets your gaze, and where a thousand adventures address themselves to you ”
Karel Čapek,
Letters from England — London Streets
(1925)
“ The English home must have its own garden, for the street does not provide it with a queer and delightful pleasaunce; in the garden it must have its own swing or playground, because the street does not provide it with a playground or the diversions of a skating-rink. The poetry of the English home exists at the expense of the English street which is devoid of poetry. And here no revolutionary throngs will ever march through the streets, because these streets are too long. ”
Karel Čapek,
Letters from England — London Streets
(1925)
“ In our country, in Italy, in France, the street is a sort of large tavern or public garden, a village green, a meeting place, a playground and theatre, an extension of home and doorstep; here it is something which belongs to nobody, and which does not bring anyone closer to his fellows; here you do not meet with people, and things, but merely avoid them. In our country a man thrusts his head out of the window, and he is right in the street. ”
