When writers die they become books, which is, after all, not too bad an incarnation."  [As attributed by Alastair Reid in Neruda and Borges, The New Yorker, June 24, 1996; as well as in The Talk of the Town, The New Yorker, July 7, 1986]

Space,” it says, “is big. Really big. You just won’t believe how vastly hugely mind-bogglingly big it is.

Nici unul nici altul însă nu putea rosti o vorbă; părul unuia atingea fruntea celuilalt, răsuflarea amândurora se făcuse una, mâinile le ardeau strâns înlănțuite.

Written By Alexandre Dumas

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