To say that Jorge Luis Borges was a librarian, of course, is like saying Wallace The concept Borges described in “The Garden of Forking Paths”—in several. Free summary and analysis of the events in Jorge Luis Borges’s The Garden of Forking Paths that won’t make you snore. We promise. Thus Borges’ “The Garden of Forking Paths” sets up a literary labyrinth, each path of which forks into another forking path until we are lost in a labyrinth of.

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He muses that he lacked personal motivation for the job he accomplished.

A man I recognized ran furiously, but vainly, the length of the platform. Hypermedia and Literary Studies. Then I reflected that everything happens to a man precisely, precisely now. I foresee that man will resign himself each day to new abominations, that soon only soldiers and bandits will be left.

Rather, he says, he did it because he wanted to prove to his racist masters that an Asian is intelligent enough to obtain the information needed to save their soldiers’ lives. He does not know, for no one can, of my infinite penitence and sickness of the heart. On the second page of the story, or, rather, of Dr.

His hands and voice could, at any moment, knock and beckon at my door. Indeed, the park is bombed as Tsun goes on trial. Cambridge, Massachusetts and London, England: He opened the gate and spoke slowly in my language. The durability of this fixation we see in the murder Yu Tsun carries through at the end of the story in spite of what happens in the interim between his fixed intention, and the deed itself.


In all the vast lands which once belonged to your family, no one could find the labyrinth. In the almost unfathomable Ts’ui Pen, he chooses – simultaneously – all of them.

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The New Media Reader. Taking his few possessions, Tsun boards a train to the village of Ashgrove.

This page was last edited on 22 Octoberat In ten minutes I had developed my plan. Meditating thus I arrived at a high, rusty iron gate. I have been condemned to the gallows.

Borges: “The [New] Garden of Forking Paths”

He returned holding in his hand a piece of paper which had once been crimson but which had faded with the passage of time: That was why I had accepted it fully, without paying it any attention. Under the trees of England I meditated on this lost and perhaps mythical labyrinth.

Thus I proceeded as far as my eyes of a man already dead registered the elapsing of that day.

The phrase ‘to various future times, but not to all’ suggested the image of bifurcating in time, not in space. We turn garfen the point where the story leads and leaves us: Albert’s solution is that they are one and the same: For a few moments he turned his back to me.

Bulletin of Spanish Studies. He gave up all the pleasures of oppression, justice, of a well-stocked bed, of banquets, and even of erudition, and shut himself up in the Pavilion of the Limpid Sun for thirteen years. Doctor Tsun is arrested, convicted of murder, and sentenced to death by hanging.

The splendor of the feast remained a memory throughout the glorious battle, and gardeen victory followed.

The Garden of Forking Paths

Yet the plan is the centerpiece and hinge of the story. This may have suggested the idea of a physical maze. The language appears to be factual, authoritative—until we notice that the account is second-hand, indirect. In this one, in which chance has favored me, you have come to my gate. Tsun is a spy for the German Empire who has realized that an MI5 agent called Captain Richard Madden is pursuing him, has entered the apartment of his handler Viktor Runeberg, and has either captured or killed him.


The hazy and murmuring countryside, the moon, the decline of the evening, stirred within me. He thus creates various futures, various times which start others that will in their turn branch out and bifurcate in other times. I said out loud: Absurdly, I took it in my hand and weighed it in order to inspire courage within myself. In point of fact, Captain Richard Madden had been attacked by the Prussian spy Hans Rabener, alias Viktor Runeberg, who drew an automatic pistol when Madden appeared with orders for the spy’s arrest.

There is the pacing itself: If our first lead has led us astray, let us assay another. Through the railings I could see an avenue bordered with poplar trees and also a kind of summer house or pavilion. Absurdly I held it and weighed it in my hand, to give myself courage.

I recall that I told the driver to stop short of the main entrance. There are countless men in the air, on land and at sea, and all that really happens happens to me.

To them I offer this advice: