People accused him of being unreal, of not having his feet on the ground. But he'd been thinking, the imaginary wasn't the same as the unreal. The imaginary was the possible, that which is not yet. This projection toward the future contained -- at the same time -- both what exists and what doesn't exist. Two poles that continually change places. And the imaginary was this changing of places. He'd been thinking.
( Ricardo Piglia )
[ Blanco nocturno ]
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