Books

“Emigration, the damaged life, immeasurably disfigured my books, which had accompanied me, or, if you like, been dragged, to London, New York, Los Angeles, and then back to Germany. Routed out of their peaceful bookcases, shaken up, locked up in crates, put into temporary housing, many of them fell apart. The bindings came loose, often taking chunks of text along with them. They had been badly manufactured in the first place; high-quality German workmanship has long been as questionable as the world market began to think it was in the age of prosperity. The disintegration of German liberalism lurked in it emblematically; one push and it fell to pieces.” (Adorno, ‘Bibliographical Musings’)