Memory is a strange thing, it doesn't work like I thought it did. Memory is not a simple thing at all.
我唯一能依靠的是我自己的感知,而它总是在变化。
想象并非作为现实的否定或补偿而形成;它在符号之间生长,从一本书到另一本书,在重复和评论的间隙中;它在书籍之间的间隔中诞生并成形。