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320 pages, Paperback
First published October 1, 2001
"Here I pleasantly wasted time as Time wastes us."
"Since the description of an event, material or spiritual, in the autobiographer's life cannot be the event itself, only a deception, writing autobiography is a hazardous occupation for the autobiographer: it deletes the real experience which becomes forgotten and substitutes it with memorable artifice. In one sense it is a small suicide."