Quotes from Paul Auster

Nothing lasts, you see, not even the thoughts inside you. And you mustn't waste your time looking for them. Once a thing is gone, that is the end of it.

There can never be any fixed path, and you can survive only if nothing is necessary to you. Without warning, you must be able to change, to drop what you are doing, to reverse. In the end, there is nothing that is not the case. As a consequence, you must learn how to read the signs.

the protocols of such gatherings, the sophisticated hypocrisies of supposed art lovers coming to an art show in order to ignore the artworks on display,

Mildred was capable of crying, but there they were weeping in front of him as they said good-bye to each other, both of them understanding that it could be months or years before they saw each other again, and Ferguson saw it as he stood below them in his five-year-old's body, looking up at his mother and his aunt, stunned by the excess of emotion pouring out of them, and the image traveled to a place so deep inside him that he never forgot it.

Children are a consolation for everthing - except having children.

Die Welt ist in meinem Kopf. Mein Körper ist in der Welt.

Orioles fought with tigers, blue jays battled against angels, bear cubs warred with giants, and none of it made any sense. A baseball player was a man, and yet once he joined a team he was turned into an animal, a mutant being, or a spirit who lived in heaven next to God. According

His master was a man with the heart of a dog. He was a rambler, a rough-and-ready soldier of fortune, a one-of-a-kind two-leg who improvised the rules as he went along. They

No digo que sea malo. Es joven, simplemente. Demasiado literario, demasiado orgulloso de su propia inteligencia.

The paradox was that the closer movies came to simulating reality, the worse they failed at representing the world - which is in us as much as it is around us.

??te ben bunun hayalini kurdum Kemik Bey. Dünyay? daha iyi bir yer haline getirmenin hayalini. Ruhun kasvetli, karanl?k kuytular?na biraz olsun güzellik katmak istedim. Bunu bir ekmek k?zart?c?s?yla yapabilirsin, bir ?iirle yapabilirsin, elini bir yabanc?ya uzatarak yapabilirsin. Nas?l yapt???n hiç önemli de?il. Dünyay? buldu?undan daha iyi bir durumda b?rakmak. ?nsan?n elinden gelecek en iyi ?ey budur

If everyone keeps asking you the same questions, maybe you have to come up with new answers just to stay awake.

Tu non vuoi cambiare il mondo, Archie, tu vuoi capirlo per trovare il modo di riuscire a viverci.

Beautiful women aren't allowed to be doctors. It's against the rules.

Los pensamientos son reales —sentenció—. las palabras son reales. Todo lo humano es real, y aveces conocemos las cosas antes de que ocurran, aun cuando no seamos consientes de ello. Vivimos en el presente, pero el futuro está siempre en nosotros. Puede que el escribir se reduzca a eso, Sid. No a consignar los hechos del pasado, sino a hacer que ocurran cosas en el futuro.

De obicei la lucrurile complicate-s bun. Alea simple m? cam încurc în ele.

Due artisti nella stessa casa potrebbero essere troppi. Qualcuno deve occuparsi dell'aspetto pratico delle cose, eh, Willie? Ci vuole gente di tutti i tipi per fare il mondo.

Never underestimate the importance of war. War is the purest, most vivid expression of the human soul.

La gente te importunaba por la fuerza de la costumbre,molestaba por el simple placer de molestar, y seguían pinchándote hasta que les demostrabas que tú también estabas dispuesto a fastidiarla, momento en el cual te ganabas su respeto.

Dread has become fact. Innocence has turned into guilt, and hope is a word that rhymes with despair.

La literatura es esencialmente soledad. Se escribe en soledad, se lee en soledad y, pese a todo, el acto de la lectura permite una comunicación entre dos seres humanos".

isn't it intriguing that thought cannot exist without language, and since language is a function of the brain, we would have to say that language---the ability to experience the world through symbols---is in some sense a physical property of human beings, which proves that the old mind-body duality is so much nonsense, doesn't it? Adieu, Descartes. The mind and body are one.

Horniness is a human constant, the engine that drives the world, and even back then, in the dark age of the mid-twentieth century, students were fucking like rabbits.

Listen to your mother. His favorite question was: Have you been a good boy? Ferguson tried to be a good boy and listen to his mother, although he sometimes fell down on the job and forgot to be good or to listen, but the lucky thing about those failures was that his father never seemed to notice.