<p>'The most bizarre and delicious of travel books' <i>Observer<br><br></i> Julian Green was born to American parents in Paris in 1900, and spent most of his life in the French capital. <i>Paris</i> is an extraordinary, lyrical love letter to the city, taking the reader on an imaginative journey around its secret stairways, courtyards, alleys and hidden places. Whether evoking the cool of a deserted church on a hot summer's day, remembering Notre Dame in a winter storm in 1940, describing chestnut trees lit up at night like 'Japanese lanterns' or lamenting the passing of street cries and old buildings, his book is filled with unforgettable imagery. It is a meditation on getting lost and wasting time, and on what it truly means to know a city.<br><br>'Truthful, unpretentious and haunting' <i>The Times Literary Supplement</i></p>
<p>'The most bizarre and delicious of travel books' <i>Observer<br><br></i> Julian Green was born to American parents in Paris in 1900, and spent most of his life in the French capital. <i>Paris</i> is an extraordinary, lyrical love letter to the city, taking the reader on an imaginative journey around its secret stairways, courtyards, alleys and hidden places. Whether evoking the cool of a deserted church on a hot summer's day, remembering Notre Dame in a winter storm in 1940, describing chestnut trees lit up at night like 'Japanese lanterns' or lamenting the passing of street cries and old buildings, his book is filled with unforgettable imagery. It is a meditation on getting lost and wasting time, and on what it truly means to know a city.<br><br>'Truthful, unpretentious and haunting' <i>The Times Literary Supplement</i></p>