No one was to blame for what happened, but that does not make it any less difficult to accept. It was all a matter of missed connections, bad timing, blundering in the dark. We were always in the right place at the wrong time, the wrong place at the right time, always just missing each other, always just a few inches from figuring the whole thing out. That's what the story boils down to, I think. A series of lost chances. All the pieces were there from the beginning, but no one knew how to put them together.
Paul AusterTags: missed-connections
By wandering aimlessly, all places became equal, and it no longer mattered where he was.
Paul AusterWe exist for ourselves, perhaps, and at times we even have a glimmer of who we are, but in the end we can never be sure, and as our lives go on, we become more and more opaque to ourselves, more and more aware of our own incoherence. No one can cross the boundary into another – for the simple reason that no one can gain access to himself.
Paul AusterFor me, books were not the containers of words so much as the words themselves, and the value of a given book was determined by its spiritual quality rather than its physical condition.
Paul AusterTags: moon-palace
All children are love children, he said, but only the best ones are ever called that.
Paul AusterTags: love children moon auster palace
The moon people do not eat by swallowing food but by smelling it. Their money is poetry - actual poems, written out on pieces of paper whose value is determined by the worth of the poem itself.
Paul AusterTags: money inspirational poetry food fantasy planet moon-palace smelling peom
إنَّ الكلمات لا تأتي إلا عندما أعتقد أني لن أتمكَّن من العثور عليها بعد الآن , في اللحظة التي أيأسُ من إيجادها مرةً أخرى .
Paul Austerإنني أضع قدمًا أمام الأخرى، ومن ثَم القَدم الأخرى أمام الأولى، ومن ثَم آمل في أن
أتمكَّن من فعل ذلك من جديد. لا أكثر.
Memory is the space in which a thing happens for a second time.
Paul AusterTags: memory
Nimeni nu poate spune ce anume dă naștere unei cărti, și cu atât mai puțin cel care o scrie. Cărțile se nasc din ignoranță iar dacă trăiesc și după ce au fost scrise, asta se întâmplă numai și numai pentru că nu pot fi înțelese.
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