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Ave on you through ven brief ntanglements or maybe it s just Borges trying to romanticize one night stands and was probably the most motionally potent for little old me personally as someone who has lost a lot of people over the years in a number of ways I think there is something here for veryone though assuming they have ven the tiniest bit of imagination and human motions Book not for robotA short visceral and subconscious strumming collection Even if you don t like the stories you ll definitely at least be able to smell them and they may continue to sneak into your head at night for some time afterward This is one of Borges last books and many of the pieces here are less than his best The Congress however is a tale of the microcosm as powerful and ffective as The Aleph and The Book of Sand is also one of Borge s finest stories The Sect of Thirty is an Buried excellent short piece and the theological implications of this account of heresy are both disturbing and illuminating Don txpect too much and you will njoy watching an old master at work Aesthetic xperience is xtraordinary in the sense that it is always ours alone uniuely ours And some aesthetic xperiences hit us right between the yes with a knockout punch these are ncounters we will never forget One such ncounter was my reading this collection of stories by Jorge Luis Borges some thirty years ago The images of the book of sand with its infinite pages the hermit looking for a one sided disk an author s pristine lovemaking with a beautiful woman for me all aesthetic knockout punches I would ncourage anybody who would like to xpand their horizons xpand their inner universe and xercise their imagination to pick up and read this most wonderful collection As a way of providing a sample here are my top ten uestions on the title story The Book of Sand And below my uestions the actual story1 In what way or ways can any short work of fiction be true2 What would be your initial thought and feeling if someone handed you the book of sand3 What book in your personal library would you trade for the book of sand4 Is the book of sand a metaphor for all great works of literature in the sense those works have no nd or bottom 5 What book comes to mind for you as one where the you reread the uestion arise 6 Are all works of literature infinite since they A Certain Justice (Adam Dalgliesh, expand in different directionsach time they are read by a different reader 7 Are you inextricably bound to a certain book or in other words is there any book holding you as prisoner 8 What is it about certain books that they refuse to be mastered by anybody 9 Would you feel uneasy owning the book of sand10 Where would you hide the book of sand if you never wanted the book to be discoveredTHE BOOK OF SAND by Jorge Luis Borges The line is made up of an infinite number of points the plane of an infinite number of lines the volume of an infinite number of planes the hypervolume of an infinite number of volumes No unuestionably this is not geometrico the best way of beginning my story To claim that is it true is nowadays the convention of very made up story Mine however is true
I LIVE ALONE IN A FOURTH FLOOR APARTMENT ON live alone in a fourth floor apartment on Street in Buenos Aires Late one vening a few months back I heard a knock at my door I opened it and a stranger stood there He was a tall man with nondescript features or perhaps it was my myopia that made them seem that way Dressed in gray and carrying a gray suitcase in his hand he had an unassuming look about him I saw at once that he was a foreigner At first he struck me as old only later did I realize that I had been misled by his thin blond hair which was in a Scandinavian sort of way almost white During the course of our conversation which was not to last an hour I found out that he came from the Orkneys I invited him in pointing to a chair He paused awhile before speaking A kind of gloom Cinderella Unmasked (Fairytale Fantasies emanated from him as it does now from me I sell Bibles he said Somewhat pedantically I replied In this house are several English Bibles including the first John Wiclif s I also have Cipriano de Valera s Luther s which from a literary viewpoint is the worst and a Latin copy of the Vulgate As you see it s notxactly Bibles I stand in need of After a few moments of silence he said I don t only sell Bibles I can show you a holy book I Came Across On The came across on the of Bikaner It may
interest you He opened the suitcase and laid the book on a you He opened the suitcase and laid the book on a It was an octavo volume bound in cloth There was no doubt that it had passed through many hands Examining it I was surprised by its unusual weight On the spine were the words Holy Writ and below them Bombay Nineteenth century probably I remarked I don t know he said I ve never found out I opened the book at random The script was strange to me The pages which were worn and typographically poor were laid out in a double column as in a Bible The text was closely printed and it was ordered in versicles In the upper corners of the pages were Arabic numbers I noticed that one left hand page bore the number let us say 40514 and the facing right hand page 999 I turned the leaf it was numbered with ight digits It also bore a small illustration like the kind used in dictionaries an anchor drawn with pen and ink as if by a schoolboy s clumsy hand It was at this point that the stranger said Look at the illustration closely You ll never see it again I noted. Wells la conjunción del stilo llano a veces casi oral у de un argumento imposible El propio autor reconoce la singularidad de uno de stos relatos Si de todos. Once upon a time once upon a long time when I was in high school we read one of Borhes stories I don t remember which one but I remember liking it a lot And ver since that day I got it into my head that I would like his other stuff don t ask me why I just did albeit it took me years to get my hands on something of his and to actually see if that s trueSadly I didn t feel much while reading this I liked The Other A Weary Man s Utopia The disc and The Book of Sand but at the same time I wasn t wowed by them there were two or three stories that intrigued me a little I think the reason is that in class we analyzed the story we tried to understand it but now it would seem I forgot how to do that to dissect and look deeper into the story The books I ve been reading didn t need much thinking maybe that s the reason I have been reading them In this short story you can find a Scotsman a discussion on bibliophilism and on a not very famous but known to very reader feeling that some books take over your soul I had books like the book of sand in my life Some I had to stop for a period They took ove Books are made to be reread says Borges in one of his short stories I definitely have to reread this oneX maybe in one year maybe in ten or maybe one short story a month short story is not completely accurate Borges has the power to create whole universes in just a few pages there are so many motives and themes in this book it is simply overwhelming He talks about love about alterego about writing about infinity about death about words about heresy His rudism is overwhelming his views about life are so humble and so clear One need to read such books at least once in a lifetime or once in a while to appreciate the real value of literature While I did njoy a couple of these stories for the most part I was left feeling uite bored by this collection I don t know if it s because I was reading in French which isn t my first language or because the book is a translation and the magic got lost in translation ither one is The Case for Paleolibertarianism and Realignment on the Right entirely possible I am still glad I read it though it s something I never would have read before and I mnjoying pushing my reading comfort zone a bit So much of how we react to the books we read is determined by circumstance and xpectation When I read Borges Fictions at the beginning of By The Book of Sand Jorge Luis Borges continues his lifelong trek through the paradoxical land of human mindIn The Other he meets himself in person but It s not the reading that matters but the rereading So true
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PUBLICATION ORDER COLLECTED FICTIONS ALL REVIEWSorder Collected Fictions all reviews Book of Sand is the ighth published in 1975 After the generally uite straightforward stories of Brodie s Report this is a welcome return to mystical metaphysical tales This review does NOT include the four stories published as Shakespeare s MemoryThe Other 6 The Monsieur Pain encounter was real but the other man spoke to me in a dream How often have you wondered what you would tell your younger self if you had the chance Would your younge There s something really sensory and textured about JLB s fiction writing Reading his work always invokes the distinct smell of dusty leather bound books the creaking sounds of flawed wood floors lightly tread upon by anonymous figures in the corridors of giantmpty houses the odors of burnt coffee and blackened toast a wind gust through a broken and off kilter porch chime A little stuffy at times but in that charming uirky professor sort of way the one who always wore mod colored tweed smelled like shoe polish and mothballs and would incessantly delicately blow his nose with an actual silk handkerchief This is what I find most immediately appealing about Borges I can not only read and njoy his stories but see them detect their various scents feel the ambient temperature of the room hear the distant inconseuential noises inside them He manages to use a light hand to paint great detailUnlike the compilation Labyrinths with its pockets of occasionally dense hinting at impenetrable storylines The Book of Sand finds Borges wholly in his later years the retired Gentleman spinning fantastical tales of dreamlike scenarios involving a dozen different manifestations of the aging author looking back on love nightmares hallucinations goals both met and shamefully forgotten and literary and spiritual worlds invoked at various points throughout his conscious awareness Of my favorite stories in the collection the majority were arguably a little bit Lynchian in their not uite placeable eriness In fact both There Are More Things with its surreal and terrifyingly barren setting and A Weary Man s Utopia with its spooky ooky wise man frozen in time are downright Black Lodge y in the best of waysAnother gems is The Other which deals with a young Borges coming face to face with the older version of himself or vice versa or both or who is really the conscious one here and is now actually now or some other time tc You know Borges stuff Others deal with sacred manuscripts and lusive texts secret or alien societies rare artifacts with magical powers mythologies re mbraced and mutated High Literature dead languagesyou know other Borges stuff Ulrikke is a gorgeous ode to both the fleeting nature of passion and the choing impact people can Не uerido ser fiel еn Dare to Lead: Brave Work. Tough Conversations. Whole Hearts. estosjercicios de ciego dijo Patrick the Wolf Boy, Volume 1 en una ocasión Jorge Luis Borges refiriéndose a los relatos incluidosn El libro de arena al jemplo de. .
My place and closed the book At once I reopened it Page by page in vain I looked for the illustration of the anchor It seems to be a version of Scriptures in some Indian language is it not I said to hide my dismay No he replied Then as if confiding a secret he lowered his voice I acuired the book in a town out on the plain in xchange for a handful of rupees and a Bible Its owner did not know how to read I suspect that he saw the Book of Books as a talisman He was of the lowest caste nobody but other untouchables could tread his shadow without contamination He told me his book was called the Book of Sand because neither the book nor the sand has any beginning or Glitter Bomb (A Scrapbooking Mystery, end The stranger asked me to find the first page I laid my left hand on the cover and trying to put my thumb on the flyleaf I opened the book It was useless Every time I tried a number of pages came between the cover and my thumb It was as if they kept growing from the book Now find the last page Again I failed In a voice that was not mine I barely managed to stammer This can t be Still speaking in a low voice the stranger said It can t be but it is The number of pages in this book is no or less than infinite None is the first page none the last I don t know why they re numbered in this arbitrary way Perhaps to suggest that the terms of an infinite series admit any number Then as if he were thinking aloud he said If space is infinite we may be at any point in space If time is infinite we may be at any point in time His speculations irritated me You are religious no doubt I asked him Yes I m a Presbyterian My conscience is clear I am reasonably sure of not having cheated the native when I gave him the Word of God inxchange for his devilish book I assured him that he had nothing to reproach himself for and I asked if he were just passing through this part of the world He replied that he planned to return to his country in a few days It was then that I learned that he was a Scot from the Orkney Islands I told him I had a great personal affection for Scotland through my love of Stevenson and Hume You mean Stevenson and Robbie Burns he corrected While we spoke I kept xploring the infinite book With feigned indifference I asked Do you intend to offer this curiosity to the British Museum No I m offering it to you he said and he stipulated a rather high sum for the book I answered in all truthfulness that such a sum was out of my reach and I began thinking After a minute or two I came up with a scheme I propose a swap I said You got this book for a handful of rupees and a copy of the Bible I ll offer you the amount of my pension check which I ve just collected and my black letter Wiclif Bible I inherited it from my ancestors A black letter Wiclif he murmured I went to my bedroom and brought him the money and the book He turned the leaves and studied the title
page with all the fervor of a true bibliophile It s a deal he said It amazed mewith all the fervor of a true bibliophile It s a deal he said It amazed me he did not haggle Only later was
to realize that he ntered my house with his mind made up to sell the book Without counting the money he put it away We talked about India about Orkney and about the Norwegian jarls who once ruled it It was night when the man left I have not seen him again nor do I know his name I thought of keeping the Book of Sand in the space left on the shelf by the Wiclif but in the nd I decided to hide it behind the volumes of a broken set of The Thousand and One Nights I went to bed and did not sleep At three or four in the morning I turned on the light I got down the impossible book and leafed through its pages On one of them I saw ngraved a mask The upper corner of the page carried a number which I no longer recall levated to the ninth power I showed no one my treasure To the luck of owning it was added the fear of having it stolen and then the misgiving that it might not truly be infinite These twin preoccupations intensified my old misanthropy I had only a few friends left I now stopped seeing ven them A prisoner of the book I almost never went out any After studying its frayed spine and covers with a magnifying glass I rejected the possibility of a contrivance of any sort The small illustrations I verified came two thousand pages apart I set about listing them alphabetically in a notebook which I was not long in filling up Never once was an illustration repeated At night in the meagerI To Realize That He
"INTERVALS MY INSOMNIA GRANTED I DREAMED OF THE BOOK "my insomnia granted I dreamed of the book came and went and I realized that the book was monstrous What good did it do me to think that I who looked upon the volume with my Globalization: A Multi-Dimensional System, Third Edition eyes who held it in my hands was any less monstrous I felt that the book was a nightmarish object an obscene thing that affronted and tainted reality itself I thought of fire but I feared that the burning of an infinite book might likewise prove infinite and suffocate the planet with smoke Somewhere I recalled reading that the best place to hide a leaf is in a forest Before retirement I worked on Mexico Street at the Argentine National Library which contains nine hundred thousand volumes I knew that to the right of thentrance a curved staircase leads down into the basement where books and maps and periodicals are kept One day I went there and slipping past a member of the staff and trying not to notice at what height or distance from the door I lost the Book of Sand on one of the basement s musty shelves. Mis textos tuviera ue rescatar uno solo rescataría creo El Congreso ue Billionaires Contract Engagement (Kings of the Boardroom es a la vezl más autobiográfico Sexual Secrets el ue prodiga más los recuerdos уl más fantásti.