It takes so little, so infinitely little, for a person to cross the border beyond which everything loses meaning: love, convictions, faith, history. Human life—and herein lies its secret—takes place in the immediate proximity of that border, even in direct contact with it; it is not miles away, but a fraction of a inch.

MILAN KUNDERA

Three things about the border are known:
It’s real, it doesn’t exist, it’s on all the black maps.

JAMES GALVIN