What does it remember? Itself, death as memory. An immensememory in which one dies.First to forget. To remember only where one remembers nothing.To forget: to remember everything as though by way of forgetting. There isa profoundly forgotten point from which every memory radiates. Everything is exalted in memory from something which is forgotten, an infinitesimal detail, a minuscule fissure into which it passes in its entirety.

-Maurice Blanchot

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