Russell Hoban’s is one of the most imaginative, limpid novels I have ever read.  Maps loom large in it, real and imagined.  I loved this meeting of time and place.  See you there?

“‘There is only one place,’ he said, ‘that place is time, and that time is now.  There is no other place.’   He ran his fingers over the map, then turned away.   The sky was lighter than before.  Birds were singing.”

Source: Russell Hoban, The Lion of Boaz-Jachin and Jachin-Boaz (London: Picador, 1979), p. 27

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