“'I remember a fellow employee's once noting in an encyclopaedia the name of a certain Jorge Luis Borges – a fact that set him wondering at the coincidence of our identical names and birth dates. Now and then during these years, we municipal workers were rewarded with gifts of a two-pound package of maté, to take home. Sometimes, in the evening, as I walked the ten blocks to the tramline, my eyes would be filled with tears. These small gifts from above always underlined my menial and dismal existence'” (id, 106).
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“When I began to work on this biography in 1993, I was specifically asked, by people who might have been expected to know something about Borges, two questions: first, when are you going to visit him? Second, he did write One Hundred Years of Solitude, didn't he?
Borges would have loved both gaffes – indeed, could have put them in one of his stories. A writer who is dead but is universally believed to be alive, and who writes the most famous South American novel of all time but under another name – García Márquez, say – is just the sort of literary joke Borges revelled in” (Woodall, 1996: xvii).
WOODALL; James (1996). The Man In The Mirror Of The Book. A Life Of Jorge Luis Borges. London: Hodder and Stoughton.
Borges would have loved both gaffes – indeed, could have put them in one of his stories. A writer who is dead but is universally believed to be alive, and who writes the most famous South American novel of all time but under another name – García Márquez, say – is just the sort of literary joke Borges revelled in” (Woodall, 1996: xvii).
WOODALL; James (1996). The Man In The Mirror Of The Book. A Life Of Jorge Luis Borges. London: Hodder and Stoughton.
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