
James Lucas
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Beauty is truth, truth beauty; that is all ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
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This is real WWII footage of a young German soldier surrendering to the US Army in 1945.
James Lucas4,270,500 views • 3 days ago

Life in America 40 to 100+ years ago 🧵 1. This was Los Angeles in the 1950s
James Lucas17,800,149 views • 9 months ago

Many scholars believe Rivendell was inspired by a real place. Tolkien hiked there in the summer of 1911. He was 19 years old, and the valley left a mark on him so deep that more than 50 years later he was still describing it from memory... The valley is called Lauterbrunnen. It sits in the Bernese Oberland, in the heart of the Swiss Alps. Tolkien went on foot, "carrying a great pack, in a party of twelve." They walked from Interlaken to Lauterbrunnen, then up to Mürren, and finally to the head of the valley in what he later called a wilderness of moraines. They slept in haylofts and cowsheds. They ate in the open. They walked by map, mostly avoiding the roads. Goethe had stood at the foot of those same falls more than a century before Tolkien did. The poem he wrote about them, Song of the Spirits Over the Waters, was published in 1779. There is something about this valley that has always pulled writers toward it — as if its sheer scale and beauty demand a response, and ordinary language keeps falling short… In 1967, at the age of 75, Tolkien wrote to his son Michael describing the 1911 trip in detail. He called it the "very part of the world that had the deepest effect on me." That is what this valley does. You walk into it once, and it follows you for the rest of your life... If you enjoyed this, I write a weekly newsletter for over 50,000 readers who love rediscovering the beauty of the past: Join us!
James Lucas1,020,681 views • 1 month ago

This is a New York City newsstand in the 1930s Genuine question: why no overweight people?
James Lucas2,434,846 views • 2 months ago
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The beauty of Italy, region by region 🧵 1. Campania: an evening on the Amalfi Coast
James Lucas14,808,802 views • 11 months ago

Cleopatra (1963) cost so much it nearly sunk 20th Century Fox. What started as a $2M movie exploded into a $44M epic due to delays and Elizabeth Taylor's record salary, forcing the studio to sell off land just to stay afloat. 44 million in 1963 is about 460 million in 2026
James Lucas1,624,347 views • 2 months ago

Napoleon studied Caesar. Caesar wept before a statue of Alexander. Alexander wanted to be Achilles. The greatest men the West ever produced were all trying to become the same Greek warrior... Alexander the Great kept a copy of the Iliad under his pillow. His tutor Aristotle had personally annotated an edition for him. According to Plutarch, when Alexander arrived at the ruins of Troy in 334 BC, he sacrificed at the tomb of Achilles and ran naked around it. He told the priests offering to show him Paris's harp that he had no interest in seeing the harp of a coward. "I would far rather see the lyre of Achilles," he said, "which he used to sing the glories of brave men." Three centuries later, in 69 BC, Julius Caesar was serving as quaestor in Spain when he stood in front of a statue of Alexander in the temple of Hercules at Cadiz. He was thirty-two: the same age at which Alexander had died, having already conquered most of the known world. Caesar wept. When his friends asked why, he answered, according to Plutarch: "Do you not think it is matter for sorrow that while Alexander, at my age, was already king of so many peoples, I have as yet achieved no brilliant success?" Eighteen centuries after that, Napoleon Bonaparte sat for his coronation portrait wearing a golden laurel wreath, modelled on the wreath of Julius Caesar. He carried with him on campaign the works of Plutarch and Caesar's own commentaries. Each of these men was reaching back, through the centuries, to the figure who came first. And that figure was a half-mortal Greek warrior who, when offered the choice between a long, quiet life and a short, glorious one, chose glory. The Greek name Akhilleus is most plausibly derived from akhos, meaning grief, and laos, meaning people. The grief of the people. The greatest hero of the Western imagination is not named for victory or for strength. He is named for sorrow... But that is the bargain: to choose greatness in the Achilles tradition is to choose a particular kind of suffering. Alexander died at thirty-two. Caesar was murdered by his closest friends. Napoleon ended his life on an island in the South Atlantic, looking at the sea. Each of them got what Achilles got: a name that has outlasted empires, and a life that was paid for in full. What drove the men who built Western civilization was not happiness. It was something older, deeper, and harder to name. The Greeks called it kleos: the glory that survives death. Achilles got there first. Three thousand years later, men are still trying to follow him... -- -- -- If you enjoyed this, I write a weekly newsletter read by over 50,000 people who love rediscovering the beauty of the past. You can join us here: If you'd like to support my work, a paid subscription is what makes it possible.
James Lucas402,690 views • 22 days ago

In 1863, on a remote Greek island, a worker digging in the ruins of a 2,000 year old sanctuary stopped and shouted to the French diplomat supervising the excavation: "Monsieur, we have found a woman." What he had found was not a woman. It was a giant marble torso. No head. No arms. But a pair of broken wings... She is the Winged Victory of Samothrace, carved around 190 BC. The statue depicts the goddess Nike, the personification of victory in the ancient Greek world. She is shown alighting on the prow of a warship: the moment of triumph caught in stone. The marble is so finely worked that the fabric of her tunic appears wet, pressed against her body by an invisible wind, while heavy folds billow behind her as if still moving. She originally stood high above the Aegean Sea, in the Sanctuary of the Great Gods on the island of Samothrace, set at a deliberate angle to be seen from afar... Charles Champoiseau, the French vice-consul who supervised her excavation, sent her to Paris in pieces. Around 110 fragments were recovered. The head and arms were never found. He thought the grey marble blocks scattered around her were the remains of a tomb, and left them on the island. It took twelve more years before Austrian archaeologists realized those blocks were the prow of the ship she had been standing on. Today, she watches over the top of the Daru Staircase in the Louvre, where ten million people walk up to her every year. There is something almost mystical about her presence — a sense that what is missing is more powerful than what remains. The absent head and arms, the broken wings: they don't weaken her. They free her. She is no longer a goddess in stone. She is the moment of victory itself, and you can finish her story in your own mind... If you enjoyed this, I write a weekly newsletter for over 50,000 readers who love rediscovering history through the beauty of art. You can join us here: There is so much more waiting to be seen.
James Lucas638,900 views • 1 month ago

One of the greatest and oldest special effects in history can be witnessed in Rome today And it has been playing out, on cue, for nearly 2000 years... Each year on April 21, the traditional birthday of Rome — the legendary date Romulus founded the city in 753 BC — the midday sun pierces the oculus at the crown of the Pantheon's dome and casts a perfect disk of light that settles squarely on the temple's entrance. For roughly two minutes and fifty seconds, the bronze doors blaze gold... At that exact moment, the Emperor would step across the threshold, his body swallowed in sunlight, as though the heavens themselves were handing him the city. Hadrian's engineers designed the entire building as a cosmos in miniature: the interior is exactly 43.3 metres wide and 43.3 metres tall, meaning a perfect sphere fits inside it. The Roman senator Cassius Dio wrote that the vaulted roof was meant to resemble the heavens themselves...
James Lucas681,349 views • 1 month ago

This is what New York City looked like in March of the year 2000 exactly 26 years ago
James Lucas1,126,296 views • 2 months ago

When this sculpture was unveiled in 1753, people refused to believe it was made of marble. They were convinced the artist had used alchemy... The veil draped over the body of Christ was rendered with such impossible precision that the only explanation was that some chemical process had been used to turn a real cloth into stone. The sculptor was a 33-year-old Neapolitan named Giuseppe Sanmartino. He had carved the entire figure, including the veil, from a single block of white marble. We know this because the original commission documents survive, preserved in the Historical Archive of the Bank of Naples. A receipt signed by the patron, Prince Raimondo di Sangro, dated 16 December 1752, refers to "the statue of Our Lord in death covered by a veil also of marble." The patron himself only deepened the mystery: Raimondo di Sangro, Prince of Sansevero, was a Grand Master of the Neapolitan Masonic Lodge and a practicing alchemist... He had commissioned the sculpture for the Cappella Sansevero, his family chapel in the heart of Naples, a space he had spent his life transforming into one of the strangest interiors in Europe, filled with allegorical statues and symbols of esoteric knowledge. The legend that he had laid a real cloth over the figure and "marbleized" it through a secret chemical process took root almost immediately. And it has never fully died. But the truth is stranger than the legend. Sanmartino did this with a hammer and a chisel... Antonio Canova himself tried to buy the sculpture. According to tradition, when he was unable to, he said he would gladly have given ten years of his life to have produced something of similar perfection. The Marquis de Sade, passing through Naples, paused to praise "the folds, the finesse of the veil… the beauty, and the regularity of the overall proportions." The Veiled Christ has not left the city in over 270 years. To see it, you have to go there. I have, and I can tell you that no photograph prepares you for the moment you stand in front of it. Sculpture, at its highest, really is a kind of alchemy. The transformation of cold stone into real flesh. As Alexander Pope wrote: "Then marble, soften'd into life, grew warm." I started this newsletter because human beings once made things that look impossible, and we have largely forgotten how. Every week, I share one of those stories. If that is something you would like to be part of, you can join 50,000 readers here: If you'd like to support my work, a paid subscription is what makes it possible.
James Lucas328,114 views • 25 days ago