Saturday, August 4, 2007

Neruda on Borges

[To Hector Eandi]

April 24, 1929.

. . . He seems to me more worried about problems of culture and society, which do not seduce me at all, which are not at all human. I like good wines, love, suffering, and books as consolation for the inevitable solitude. I even have a certain disdain for culture; as an interpretation of things, a type of knowledge without antecedents, a physical absorption of the world, seems to me better, in spite of and against ourselves. History, the problems "of knowledge," as they call them, seems to be lacking some dimension. How many of them would fill up the vacuum? Every day I see fewer and fewer ideas around and more and more bodies, sun, and sweat. I am tired.

-from Jorge Luis Borges: A Literary Biography by Emir Rodriguez Monegal (New York: E. P. Dutton, 1978) p. 282.

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