The Castle of Crossed Destinies by Italo Calvino

You must ascend to Heaven, Astolpho, up to the pale fields of the Moon, where an endless storeroom preserves in phials placed in rows the stories that men do not live, the thoughts that knock once at the threshold of awareness and vanish forever, the particles of the possible discarded in the game of combinations, the solutions that could be reached but are never reached…

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