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What autonomy of choice do you have if your preferences are so obviously conditioned by your social milieu? Where is your autonomy if what you chose is what you are bound to have chosen?

Literature remais alive only if we set ourselves immeasurable goals, far beyond all hope of achievement. (Sitat fra Italo Calvino: «Multiplicity» oversatt fra italiensk).

The thing of greatest worth that we can give another is our trust. Abraham's offering was not Isaac; it was trust.

And though I surprise myself not to have thought so before, for now it seems obvious, I wonder if our experience of a novel is enriched by our experience of life.

It's the memory of extravagance that makes other times hard [I et tilsvar til Graham Greenes påstand om det motsatte i Travels With My Aunt].

An exile, said Zafar, is a refugee with a library.