"The
Aleph?" I echoed. "Yes, the place where all the
places of the world meet without mingling, beheld from every
possible angle at once
." I tried to make sense
of it. "But isn't the cellar very dark?" "Truth
never penetrates an unwilling mind. If all the places of the
earth are in the Aleph, then all sources of illumination,
all lamps, all veins of light are there." "I shall
go and look at once." (J.L. Borges, El Aleph.)