The web of time - the strands of which approach one another, bifurcate, intersect, or ignore each other through the centuries - embraces "every" possibility. We do not exist in most of them. In some you exist and not I, while in others I do, and you do not, and in yet others both of us exist.

In general, every country has the language it deserves.

Translations are a partial and precious documentation of the changes the text suffers.

Israelites, Christians and Muslims profess immortality, but the veneration they render this world proves they believe only in it, since they destine all other worlds, in infinite number, to be its reward or punishment.

A labyrinth of symbols... An invisible labyrinth of time.

The truth is that we live out our lives putting off all that can be put off; perhaps we all know deep down that we are immortal and that sooner or later all men will do and know all things.

Like all those possessing a library, Aurelian was aware that he was guilty of not knowing his in its entirety.