Book review: "Ficciones" by Jorge Luis Borges

When I read a bad book, I finish it, even if it takes me forever. If I read a good book, I want to keep reading it, as much as possible, until I'm at the ending.

Somehow, Ficciones, by Jorge Luis Borges, didn't persuade me to do either of the above, but rather, it makes me want to read it again. From that perspective, I guess I'd have to call it a book better than good.

But to quantify what I liked, however, might be somewhat difficult. When I first started reading it, I thought the short stories included were true. But as I dove deeper into the content, I realized that would be impossible, primarily due to the nature of said context. The stories make you think about things that you have either never thought about, or that you may have accidentally dreamt before. For instance, would there be a way to create a book that contained every possible combination of words? Or, what if a book were really a labyrinth, and it were feasible to get completely lost within the pages?

I cannot do Ficciones justice by even attempting to discuss it. The compilation of short stories isn't too long, and it's definitely something that I'll read again, especially the parts that both tickled my brain and also the sections that complicated life even more so then it already is.