“ All I have said about Serbia applies equally to Montenegro. The nations are one and the same: they are identical in every respect and only geographically divided. Montenegro is the Serbian advance guard on the Adriatic. It is the eagle’s nest of Europe, the loftiest symbol of freedom and independence. Nature herself has given this people an impregnable fortress, and placed in their hands the keys of Southern Slav liberty. From the height of their barren Black Mountains the valiant high-spirited Montenegrin has looked down for centuries on the rise and fall of his kinsmen all around him. ”
Srdan Tucic
Summary
Srdan Tucic’s The Slav Nations is a treatise examining the cultural and national identity of Slavic peoples, focusing on Serbia, Russia, and other Southern Slav nations. Through analyses of historical struggles against foreign domination—particularly Austria and Turkey—Tucic explores themes of collective idealism, endurance, and the pursuit of self-determination.
Highlighting the unique characteristics of Slavic societies, from the spiritual depth of Serbian music to the pragmatic drive of Bulgarians, the work underscores the shared yet diverse aspirations of Slavdom, framing them as both a unifying force and a source of lasting conflict in Eastern Europe.
Quotes from The Slav Nations (Srdan Tucic)
“ A Southern Slav patriot has said that no greater misfortune has befallen the Southern Slavs, than to pass under the dominion of civilized Austria. Had they been obliged to share the fate of their brothers, the Serbs and Bulgarians, they would certainly have tasted all the misery of the Turkish yoke, but to-day they would be free, as an independent State with a right to their own national and intellectual development. The one thing Turkey has left untouched in the Serbs and Bulgars—the heart of the people—is the very thing that Austria has sought to destroy in her Southern Slav subjects. ”
“ Yet there is a strange resemblance between the rough type and the handsome type analogous to that which a careful observer cannot fail to notice between the different types of Russian landscape. For though the steppe is grey, and the fields of Caucasia are green, yet both are animated by something that wears the same countenance, breathes the same purely Russian atmosphere, and is suffused with the same wonderful charm. It is the charm of perfectly balanced contrast. The soil of Russia has a soul like the soul of her children, for whom she cares and lives and breathes. ”
