«He felt that he had received and lost na infinite thing, something he would not be able to recuperate or even glimpse, for the machinery of the world is much too complex for the simplicity of man.»
Borges, Labirintos
«Sleep is no longer a concept, it’s a material thing, an ancient means of transport, a softly moving belt, conveying him into Sunday» Ian McEwan
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