Oct 30 2008
And Now, A Word from Alberto Manguel
I think some of you folks might like this.
"Some nights I dream of an entirely anonymous library in which books have no title and boast no author, forming a continuous narrative stream in which all genres, all styles, all stories converge, and all protagonists an all locations are unidentified, a stream into which I can dip at any point of its course.
"In such a library, the hero of __The Castle__ would embark on the __Pequod__ in search of the Holy Grail, land on a deserted island to rebuild society from fragments shored against his ruins, speak of the first centenary encounter with ice and recall, in excruciating detail, his early going to bed."
Alberto Manguel, The Library at Night, page 63.
"Some nights I dream of an entirely anonymous library in which books have no title and boast no author, forming a continuous narrative stream in which all genres, all styles, all stories converge, and all protagonists an all locations are unidentified, a stream into which I can dip at any point of its course.
"In such a library, the hero of __The Castle__ would embark on the __Pequod__ in search of the Holy Grail, land on a deserted island to rebuild society from fragments shored against his ruins, speak of the first centenary encounter with ice and recall, in excruciating detail, his early going to bed."
Alberto Manguel, The Library at Night, page 63.
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