by Jorge Luis Borges
““The act of forgetting is the only true form of creation, for it allows us to name the world anew.”
“The act of forgetting is the only true form of creation, for it allows us to name the world anew.”
““I felt what we always feel when someone dies—the sad awareness, now futile, of how little it would have cost us to have been more loving. One forgets that one is a dead man conversing with dead men.”
“I felt what we always feel when someone dies—the sad awareness, now futile, of how little it would have cost us to have been more loving. One forgets that one is a dead man conversing with dead men.”
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Penguin Books
ISBN 10: 0140286802
ISBN 13: 9780140286809
