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Borges wrote in “The Book of Sand”:
I opened the book at random. The script was strange to me. The pages,
which were worn and typographically poor, were laid out in double columns, as
in a Bible. The text was closely printed, and it was ordered in versicles. In
the upper corners of the pages were Arabic numbers. I noticed that one
left-hand page bore the number (let us say) 40,514 and the facing right-hand page 999.
I turned the leaf; it was numbered with eight digits.
It also bore a small illustration, like the kind used in dictionaries--an
anchor drawn with pen and ink, as if by a schoolboy's clumsy hand.
It was at this point that the stranger said,Look at the illustration closely. You'll never see it again.
I noted my place and
closed the book. At once, I reopened it. Page by page, in vain, I looked for
the illustration of the anchor.";It seems to be a version of Scriptures in
some Indian language, is it not?"; I said to hide my dismay.
It was useless. Every time I tried, a number of pages
came between the cover and my thumb. It was as if they kept growing from the
book.
";Now find the last page."
Again I failed. In a voice that was not mine, I
barely managed to stammer,";This can't be."
Still speaking in a low voice, the stranger said,
";It can't be, but it is. The number of pages in this book is no more or
less than infinite. None is the first page, none the last. I don't know why they're
numbered in this arbitrary way. Perhaps to suggest that the terms of an
infinite series admit any number."
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