The Voices of Here We Are

This passage takes on an added dimension when we note that the reader is none too sure what voice belongs to the pronouncements.

This is not a university: it is a sanatorium.

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Here we are, and my father is looking more and more like an old book on a library shelf. Here we are, and there is no going back and no going forward. In this sanatorium the greatest kindness is that there is no time and no place: there are only books. There are only books and the doctors and patients who with infinite care and reverence, watch over them so that they will last, so that something will survive.

The Impossible Mourning of Jacques Derrida. Sean Gaston doing the voices…

And so for day 1825
12.12.2011