Jorge Luis Borges. Etchings by Erik Desmazieres. 
 
David R. Godine: 2000. First edition. Hardcover in a jacket. Octavo. 36 pages. Near fine. 
 
The universe is a library containing every book ever written and every book that could be written. Borges combined essay and short story to create his worlds of words, and every great story of his deserves a production like this one with image and story wrapped into one. Borges would be proud that Desmazieres' etchings are his own and not a literal rendering of what's in the story, but they do enfold the reader into a universe-library mind-warp  the same way the tale does. 
 
"Like all the men of the Library, in my younger days I traveled; I have journeyed in quest of a book, perhaps the catalog of catalogs. Now that my eyes can hardly make out what I myself have written, I am preparing to die, a few leagues from the hexagon where I was born. When I am dead, compassionate hands will throw me over the railing; my tomb will be the unfathomable air, my body will sink for ages, and will decay and dissolve in the wind engendered by my fall, which shall be infinite. I declare that the Library is endless."