If it was true, as the Buddhists said, that everything, even a stone, a dead lead or a blowfly, had already existed and would exist again, that everything was a part of a great cycle of rebirths, then everything was a man, a single man on the scale of time. Any man, Buddha or a beggar, a god or a slave.
- An Episode in the Life of a Landscape Painter, Cásar Aira