Showing posts with label Auster Paul. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Auster Paul. Show all posts

02/10/2011

Don't Express Yourself

Pity is such an awful, useless emotion - you have to bottle it up and keep it to yourself. The moment you try to express it, it only makes things worse.

Paul Auster, Invisible, p. 123 (pt. II)

29/10/2010

The Human Condition

"You can't change the weather, Tom," June would say, meaning that some things simply were what they were, and we had no choice but to accept them. Tom understood the principle, but that had never stopped him from cursing the snowstorms and cold winds that blew against his small, shivering body.

Paul Auster, The Brooklyn Follies (p. 24)