The Book of Anonymities

Epigraphs Advice to Jewish Travelers in Gentile Lands If a man accuses you of having a tail at the end of your spine, you may dispense with modesty for the sake of our people and lower your pants to display the truth to your accuser. If it is a woman who accuses you, forgo the pleasure of truth, else you may find yourself accused of worse. - Anon, circa 1255 Three hours went past, hours in which they breathed as one, hours in which K was haunted by the feeling that he was losing himself or wandering into a strange country, farther than ever man had wandered before, a country so strange that not even the air had anything in common with his native air, where one might die of strangeness, and yet whose enchantment was such that one could only go on and lose oneself further.... "Then who am I" asked K, blandly as before." - Kafka, The Castle