For a long time I had been ill-disposed to my books. I used various tactics to try and break them apart, to openly abandon or transcend them. This was tied to my transition to extra-linguistic work, but after a few years, just when I had decided to transfer the last of them to an electronic form, I wrote the preface to “The Book of a Life”. Perhaps I understood that the book was, to a great degree, a riddle, that it needed an introduction, like “Prologue”. Only now, in the new edition, was there the chance to join it with the publication and make it an integral part of the text.
– Robert Szczerbowski