I know of Borges from the mail, I live, let myself go on living, so that Borges may contrive his literature. Like Borges in his later years, they seem to have concluded that literature doesn't belong to its author but rather to the language and to tradition.
Before his death, at age 87, he told his family in no uncertain terms that the book 'doesn't work and ought to be destroyed.' I suspect that if we removed the author's name from the cover, a scholar might conclude it was the work of an inferior imitator.
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