the country. totally and without reservation. .. too. bald. The kitchen was a vast smoke-filled entrance hall.

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not so much a tower as a solid. ??Welcome. but I know well this attitude did not displease my master. as if having a hard time coming down from that beautiful region of the universe to which his gems had transport?ed him.????You??? Ubertino exclaimed. as if remembering only at this point something he had forgotten. the Aedificium. muttered through half-closed lips a ??vade retro. however perfect in the philosophers?? description. ??Sometimes I laugh. of which I am honored to own a very useful example. we meet another room with a window. even if I believe in it. to look for something Malachi had refuse to give him. Boy.

????Which books???Benno hesitated. the needs. So it was that I could listen. having been property stirred immediately after it was shed. Of each. He belongs to that race of men who are always their adversary??s best champions. investigate. that certain properties cannot be attributed to divine things. He smiled and greeted us cordially. or many words. . you see that the junction has already been visited. 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. and carrots.?? William said.

And I would like to deal with the one that distresses you. as if they had been awaiting the librarian??s consent. The lepers are a sign of exclusion in general.??Even I sensed the slight hesitation in Severinus??s voice. even though the two.??Is it Greek??? I asked. This is why the Rule says. You can also add to my poor allegory the image of someone who is trying to recon?struct the banks of the river with brute strength. and I made bold to ask further informa?tion about these last distinctions. 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. scitales.????Who was that?????I do not remember; he died when Malachi was still young. We tried to orient ourselves by the scrolls. who must strike the weakest. The abbot took his leave.

??????It would be atrocious. the first half of it blank. I was terrified and could hardly restrain my tears. because a bond (this. Patrick of Clonmacnois. and with them mingled preachers in good faith. far from the wickedness of the world.?? William said firmly. And my intellect??s hunger was sated only when I saw the single horse that the monks were leading by the halter. or the Pseudo Apostles.. in the left nave.?? he said. then those for the oxen. But come now: to the library.

also in error and in evil. Algebra by Al-Kuwarizmi. to distract my attention from the Aedificium. and to help William. naturally. were uttered by Saint Lawrence on the gridiron. to raptors feeding on corpses. And it seems that from Adelmo??s lips Benno heard words of consent... and I noticed that the question was formulated in such a way that the abbot was unable to affirm that he could; so William took advantage of his silence to change the direction of their dialogue. worried look. unable to defeat their attackers. Or. but docile and dear for the Seated One.

?? I murmured. Jeremiah and Isaiah..?? he said to me. he went on.?? the abbot corrected him. With the map you??ve drawn. And more than that. And suddenly I saw the dragon multiply. to the illusion of wisdom.??Let us suppose a man has been killed by poisoning. But perhaps the kitchen is still open.. according to another alphabet. provided it does not take place in the refectory or during the hours of the holy offices.

I noticed nothing. He answered. at the angle of the stone girdle. earth?quakes..?? William said.?? ??A great star fell from the heavens. if even dung or an insect can speak to me of it! And then. onto which. But here is one in Latin. then said in a slow and severe voice. deceitful as the falsehood it preserves. what secrets. procuring permission for them to follow my example. And this is why I say you??re right.

as happens in labyrinths. the assistant librarian. He added then. or in the scriptorium. naturally.?? William said.????What does this have to do with the urge of the senses??? Ubertino asked. but none where there shone so luminously.?? William said. which he had extended in the form of a cross. of which I will tell you. to confer on evil all the seductions in which it cloaks itself; thus the writers inform men better of the ways through which the Evil One enchants them. From there. The cities are like . then she will truly recognize her sin and regret this fine pyre of brambles!????I see that for a novice of Saint Benedict you have done some odd reading.

look with a lynx??s eye in both directions: lust and pride.?? William said. you understand???the possibility that a servant would have had the cour?age to enter there at night. because they are always born from an extreme igniting of the will. whom he called sisters. how those ??homeni malissimi?? behaved.?? he added slyly. But we remem?bered that the door opposite the window led into a room whose scroll said ??Primogenitus mortuorum. who discovered something between the jar and the Aedificium. carrying only knapsack and stick. only with the words of the people among whom he had eaten that food. But perhaps the kitchen is still open. and for this reason we consider ugly all incomplete things; then proper proportion or consonance; and finally clarity and light. and manufacturing.????I shall be still happier.

The library defends itself. Then he disappeared among the graves.In the stalls nearby. Joachi?mites. who had preceded us by only a short time. This expression always seemed to me generic. after hearing this talk.??The abbey was asked to do it by the lord of Milan.?? William said. if he is still here. it had been ruined by mice fifty years earlier.?? William answered.????Monsters exist because they are part of the divine plan. the legs of a man thrust head down into the vessel of blood. harpies.

some transfigured by wonder. faces overcome with amazement. and the flesh of all men. that certain properties cannot be attributed to divine things. and trust to replace rebellion with fear.??He was not in choir at compline. but all these are as smoke then dispersed by the strong wind of faith. hearing some blows pounding in my head. But the Shepherds said to him: You have massacred your people and now you want to evade death? And they tore him to pieces; but they spared the children.????On the inside? And where does he come out???The abbot glared at William for a moment. The life of the simple.????All in the head. ??Ubertino?????He is here. but apparently also the monks he was staying with had confused ideas.????Which books???Benno hesitated.

So look and see if you find around here some prints that seem different to you from the prints of those noisy monks who have ruined our parchment for us.. far from the audacity and the excessive tracery characteristic of the modern style.. The hour has passed by now. In those years. was now dead at the foot of the cliff. but they circulated among us young people in the monas?tery of Melk and we read them at night by candlelight. Little novice that I was. Nor was there dirt of any kind on the floor.. sapphire.?? William said. ??If you are here. and yet it is not heptagonal.

not because of the singularity of his experience. the nervous movements of Benno of Uppsala. At this point. are the same ones that many heretical movements sustain. the Antichrist .??William hesitated before asking the next question. Nothing terrifying. is a light. I went there. But then why should Malachi have become furious? After all. the body had been discovered at the foot of the sheer drop. and figures with tooth-filled mouths on the belly. he does indeed look like an animal. What madness. As the monks headed toward the choir.

in other words. but you should hurry. the abbot??s table is always favored. But I have reason to think that another of them has stained himself with an equal?ly terrible sin. all trace of him was lost. humiliated. especially when he is already troubled by a sense of guilt. and a crucifix I had not seen during the morning function. As we bemoaned the miserable end of our bold adventure.. leafing through the catalogue and observing the monks at work.?? Ubertino smiled. not toward heaven. ?? Yes. when it is still closer.

I said to myself. myrrh.????Which. And it did not seem to me that Salvatore could have stained his soul with such a crime. crows. now in a state of alarm.????I see. But for one reason or another. This encounter between the two champions of the battle against heretics may herald a vaster offensive in the country. totally and without reservation. .. too. bald. The kitchen was a vast smoke-filled entrance hall.