728 Quotes by Paul Auster

Put something in the wrong place, and even though it is still there – quite possibly smack under your nose – it can vanish for the rest of time.

Let me tell you, there’s no better medicine than a friendly card game for sloughing off the cares of a workaday world.

All my novels are very much directly related to my inner life, even though I’m inventing characters, even though it’s fiction, even though it’s make-believe, it nevertheless is coming out of the deepest recesses of myself.

All through my writing life, I’ve had this impulse to write autobiographical works.

It’s a mind going over things, revisiting things, maybe trying to refine the original perception. You have to keep going a thing over in order to make sense off it.

Some people are great, and they approach each work with honesty, and that’s wonderful. But when people have built up a sort of resentment or animosity for reasons that are hard to put your finger on, they read in bad faith.

In the interim, in the void between the moment he opens the door and the moment he begins to reconquer the emptiness, his mind flails in a wordless panic. It is as if he were being forced to watch his own disappearance, as if, by crossing the threshold of his room, he were entering another dimension, taking up residence inside a black hole.

More often than not, what stirs the imagination is best kept in the imagination, and Gwyn is aware of that, she is wise enough to know that the distance between thought and deed can be enormous, a gulf as large as the world itself.

The point is: his life was not centered around the place where he lived. His house was just one of many stopping places in a restless, unmoored existence, and this lack of center had the effect of turning him into a perpetual outsider, a tourist of his own life. You never had the feeling that he could be located.