Perhaps our eyes are merely a blank film which is taken from us after our deaths to be developed elsewhere and screened as our lif...e story in some infernal cinema or despatched as microfilm into the sidereal void.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I met the first of my three or four successive wives in somewhat odd circumstances, the development of which resembled a clumsy co...nspiracy, with nonsensical details and a main plotter who not only knew nothing of its real object but insisted on making inept moves that seemed to preclude the slightest possibility of success. Yet out of those very mistakes he unwittingly wove a web, in which a set of reciprocal blunders on my part caused me to get involved and fulfill the destiny that was the only aim of the plot.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Little by little the pieces and squares began to come to life and exchange impressions. The crude might of the queen was transform...ed into refined power, restrained and directed by a system of sparkling levers; the pawns grew cleverer; the knights stepped forth with a Spanish caracole. Everything had acquired sense and at the same time everything was concealed. Every creator is a plotter; and all the pieces impersonating his ideas on the board were here as conspirators and sorcerers. Only in the final instant was their secret spectacularly exposed.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »