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<h1>Borges</h1>
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<p style="margin-top:60px;">Argentinian writer Borges have said, "I have always imagined that paradise will be a kind of library." He have also said, there was once map that was so comprehensive that it covered the entire earth surface, to which it was representative of.</p>
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<p>I nearly confused Borges to be the writer of The Invisible City, and realized it's written by Calvino. I probably established this connection because Calvino's If on a Winter's Night a Traveller, through which a reader will read into a reader's experience reading a book called If on a Winter's Night a Traveller. It was this recursivity that I connected Borges and Calvino together.</p>
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<p>Another two writers with unique writing structures are <a href="pnin.html">Nabokov</a> and <a href="claude_simon.html"> Claude Simon</a>.
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<p>Recursion Diagram</p>
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<h1>Excerpts from <cite>The Garden of Forking Paths</cite></h1>
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<p>"Are you going to Dr. Stephen Albert's house?" Without waiting for my
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answer, another said: "The house is a good distance away but you won't get lost if
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you take the road to the left and bear to the left at every crossroad."</p>
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<p>The advice about
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turning always to the left reminded me that such was the common formula for
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finding the central courtyard of certain labyrinths. I know something about
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labyrinths. Not for nothing am I the greatgrandson of Ts'ui Pen. He was Governor of
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Yunnan and gave up temporal power to write a novel with more characters than
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there are in the Hung Lou Meng, and to create a maze in which all men would lose
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themselves. He spent thirteen years on these oddly assorted tasks before he was
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assassinated by a stranger. His novel had no sense to it and nobody ever found his
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labyrinth. </p>
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<p>Differing from
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Newton and Schopenhauer, your ancestor did not think of time as absolute and
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uniform. He believed in an infinite series of times, in a dizzily growing, ever spreading
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network of diverging, converging and parallel times. This web of time - the strands of
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which approach one another, bifurcate, intersect or ignore each other through the
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centuries - embraces every possibility. We do not exist in most of them. In some
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you exist and not I, while in others I do, and you do not, and in yet others both of us
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