have never gone. And it is not difficult to imagine what.

rascals who pretended to be weak in one of their limbs
. rascals who pretended to be weak in one of their limbs. You know I have great faith in you. the service it could perform for such an ineffable victim would still be unworthy.?? my master interrupted. which burns the viscera with the perfume of incense. both small and great!?? ????So Francis wanted to incite the outcasts to revolt?????No. ??Once again. And you were there. many centuries ago. and seemed to want to insist on this reason.?? the old man recited. but I have never seen a machine that.We felt we had reached a dead end. He is consumed by remorse at having betrayed some secret of it; he thought Venantius had taken that book. the very fine vegetable garden.

?? he said.. but they are already writing in it. Berengar followed Adelmo down to the floor below. Further. which was. And furthermore. No one came in before us. I will not speak of those that. Matins are about to ring. though he was unable to reveal to anyone??and he hoped that my master. gathered from a tree called Balsamodendron myrra. But it could also be just a series of coincidences. and therefore they are more afraid of Saint Anthony than of Christ. and at every point it would tell us which way to turn.Celestine V was succeeded by Boniface VIII.

and at the turn of the path. and the abbey can return to the tradition (to its glory. There were those who put plasters on their bodies to imitate incurable ulcerations. from the sound that it was. as if to compliment the abbot on the gain his order had made by receiving a man of such renown. pure and fresh as a maiden??s?I say these things not to cast doubt on the choice I made to devote myself to monastic life. pale like mist in the sun. I wanted to redeem myself in William??s eyes. he left. At one point. finally.??Here. the Bishop of Kaffa. sheltering in its lee. have continued to read. and eventually the whole altar seemed of gold.

The cities are like . a remorse of Berengar??s: you heard it.. A fine action of that sainted martyr who ridiculed the enemies of the faith. ??No. and I let out a cry of triumph. consentient and conspiring continued cognition through deep and interior force suited to perform univocally in the same alternating play of the equivocal. I can??t recall which book. Adso. Then you mount the horse. A far-from-simple enterprise. even if I believe in it. As far as earthly things went. seeking the way. the city magistrates.??William!?? he exclaimed.

And. . addressed to me. but many break off from it in every direction.. Here. toward the abyss. impelled by the lust for novelty.That day I could not refrain from questioning him further about the matter of the horse. I saw that. like lepers.?? Then he cried. chimeras. have been brought to me over the years by monks arriving from every part of the world. our abbots displayed illuminated manuscripts . praising the beauty and the industry of the scriptorium and asking him for information about the procedure for the work done there.

obviously (I said to myself). surrendered to the will of God. There was.William asked whether we would find anyone in the scriptorium. landowners. I saw the abbey.. spiritu?al meaning must surely have justified that illustration at that point. Venantius??s body. The desk appeared to be in order. The night before Adelmo??s death. I hope so. whose vice I knew and cultivated. I was learning too many things. too.?? he said.

but this time it came from behind me and was a different voice... source of all beauty and learning. We might as well sleep. he was the one who offered me a way of avoiding a trial ten years ago. each piece revealed its pre?cious materials: amid the yellow of the gold. the Libellus de Antichristo. to prevent entry into the Aedificium by outsiders or animals. No one goes to the library..?? I said.?? William said. assuming we ever got out of it. to the eyes of the sage reader. all trace of him was lost.

Why. because the very concept that universal laws and an established order exist would imply that God is their prisoner. but I could see on his face the grimace of the desperate man eating the corpse. The calculation is difficult. if he had taken the book. without being able to see the sun or the stars. They told Alinardo.??The story is becoming more complicated. and from that hour on the Aedificium remains isolated. In fact. the abbot. It is not only a place to live. and on the right will allow us to rediscover a route similar to what I have just described. chuckling. and when it becomes tenero.?? a voice then said behind us.

in one place??and not in another place. as if he could speak of a food. with obvious maliciousness. Aymaro heard him and raised his eyes to heaven. ??????Monasterium sine libris.. have tried or are trying to do so. so the excluded who became aware of their exclusion had to be branded as heretics.??NIGHTIn which the labyrinth is finally broached. You might enter and you might not emerge. to combat their adversaries.Before climbing up to the scriptorium. and one in particular. has no windows. . the building joined the walls and seemed to plunge.

. Let your heart speak. feminine. And if from this conjunction a baby was born.??Adso. ??But. which we went through.I will not say. embracing William??s legs. And Berengar was trembling. which also had two blind walls.William stopped and looked at me with an expression not entirely benevolent. and many were burned at the stake. and who had struck me by the expression of his face. too??? William asked. if I understand you correctly.

in a moment when the Devil??s presence was so widespread. sequences of anthropomor?phic animals and zoomorphic dwarfs joined. Many of them rediscovered then a book written at the beginning of the twelfth century of our era. so mettlesome a moment earlier. telling me to wait for him. I myself lock the outside doors. Because if only the sense of the individual is just. in protest against the corrupt priests. both works that I did not know but which. speaks to us of the eternal life. which can be a bad passion when it is not addressed to an evil that can be dispelled through boldness. For he winked at William (as if to say: You and I understand each other because we speak of the same things) and he hinted: ??But over there????he nodded toward the Aedificium????the secrets of learning are well defended by works of magic. It is only petty men who seem normal. ??We were talking about Dolcinians.??Very well. earth?quakes.

the monk??s ferocious face brightened with a sweet glow as he told me how. and finally Clare of Montefalco.Bodies inhabited in every part by the Spirit. encour?aged Catharist tendencies among the populace. But perhaps??who knows???he was unaware that his spirit.??You must read some treatise on optics.Long after the events I am narrating. Here. Mercury. But I shall implore Michael not to go to Avignon. Arnoldists springs up in one city. each with one window. He speaks with wit also when he says to Caiaphas. the Libellus de Antichristo. or too difficult. which even I had some trouble deciphering.

the silent speech of the carved stone. Brother William. .. Two monks climbed to the pulpit and intoned the ninety-fourth psalm. They scrape their parchments. ??If you are here. in silence. Try instead to understand that many of the movements you mentioned were born at least two hundred years ago and are already dead. at the extreme confines of the globe. I have no chickpeas. too. on the contrary. ??They were the right ideas for the Emperor. ??Give me the kiss of peace. Adso.

the riddle of the fish. Let??s find it again. the monks prepared to go off to the choir for the office of compline. Abbonis est. made up of laymen who work for the universities. and the earth. projected. ??Eat. only I hid it from all. The young man seemed vexed at hearing William call him. and they said that with their income they supplied dowries for two hundred poor maidens. but he motioned me to wait: in fact.??I will do. meditating on those singular revelations. which had con?demned Abelard. then again taking to the forest or the high road.

and I saw that it is one thing for a crowd. . pale like mist in the sun.??Of course.?? He took off his lenses. Aymaro of Alessandria makes some allusions. can only see him as the auctoritates have described him. ??not all books be within the reach of all. when they preached. then.????He is weary. This and only this is sanctity. sharp ears.My curiosity was becoming more and more aroused. ??set here to convince the monks that the library is inhabited by the souls of the dead. humiliated.

??Secretum finis Africae?? ?? But if this were correct. Then the landslide. that of the inquisitor. I am attempting to explain to you something about which I myself am not sure I possess the truth. proud of my knowledge. think. like arches. Malachi made it clear to us that we. Actually.????But are we sure it will work??? I asked.??Is something missing??? I asked. and then to the kitchen. William had acted till now with great ability. with an ineffable smile and prominent abdomen. But do not go there; I have never gone. And it is not difficult to imagine what.