Paul Auster, Invisible, p. 123 (pt. II)
He wishes he had never entered the funhouse. But he has. Then he wishes he were dead. But he's not. Therefore he will construct funhouses for others and be their secret operator - though he would rather be among the lovers for whom funhouses are designed.
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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.
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)
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