By: Toby Ferris

Restless bewilderment, it seems, is our only recourse, our only liberty.

By: Toby Ferris

And here was a map of it all, illegible, broken, zany, misdirected…

By: Toby Ferris

Some of my most tedious, hence productive, hours have been spent in libraries…

By: Joshua Glenn

Jorge Luis Borges’s “The Aleph” and other stories.

By: Peggy Nelson

A radical view of our economic history – and future.

By: James Bridle

Arousing the spirit of the original in a new time.

By: James Bridle

Soylent Green is our own memories.

By: Peggy Nelson

What if Borges’ Map went digital?

By: Matthew Battles

What’s the extent of Mark Twain’s reach?

By: Joshua Glenn

The 1894-1903 cohort are bitterly resigned to unfreedom.

By: Matthew Battles

JORGE LUIS BORGES (1899–1986). The gaucho stood over the dead man, smeared the blade of his facón across his poncho, and slid it away somewhere within the folds of cloth. The smell of blood already […]

By: Matthew Battles

Hardcore anti-legend and bibliophile Glenn Danzig talks about his library, which seems to be located in a grotto bathed in the glow of bioluminescent aquatic creatures. His bookishness calls to mind Jorge Luis Borges, who […]