Zadie Smith over zelfkennis: Middlemarch, Spinoza en aanbidding van de vorm

Bijlage bij mijn posting over de roman NW.

“Still, one wonders how different her life might have been if she’d had aspirin.”
                                                                                           Rebecca Mead, The Road to Middlemarch (2014), p.176

Is there a way in which all of us are fictional characters, parented by life and written by ourselves? (..) No one ever says, in life, ‘I don’t exist.’ We say, rather, ‘I believe I exist.’ 
                                                                                           James Wood, How fiction works (2008), p.86-87
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