Elsewhere Is A Negative Mirror.

Novelists Tell That Piece Of Truth Hidden At The Bottom Of Every Lie.

Everything Has Already Begun Before, The First Line Of The First Page Of Every Novel Refers To Something That Has Already Happened Outside The Book.

One Reads Alone, Even In Another's Presence.

The City, However, Does Not Tell Its Past, But Contains It Like The Lines Of A Hand

New York Is Perhaps The Only Place In America Where You Feel At The Centre And Not At The Margins, In The Provinces, So For That Reason I Prefer Its Horror To This Privileged Beauty, Its Enslavement To The Freedoms Which Remain Local And Privileged And Very Particularized, And Which Do Not Represent A Genuine Antithesis.