The thought came over me that never would one full and absolute moment, containing all the others, justify my life, that all of my instants would be provisional phases, annihilators of the past turned to face the future, and that beyond the episodic, the present, the circumstantial, we were nobody.
Jorge Luis BorgesI have no way of knowing whether the events that I am about to narrate are effects or causes.
Jorge Luis Borges