All Paul Auster Quotes
- Dismantling the architecture of my discontent Architecture
- it's a rare day when she speaks in anything but platitudes--all those exhausted phrases and hand-me-down ideas that cram the dump sites of contemporary wisdom All
- That's all I've ever dreamed of, Mr. Bones. To make the world a better place. To bring some beauty to the drab humdrum corners of… All
- Libraries aren't in the real world, after all. They're places apart, sanctuaries of pure thought. In this way I can go on living on the… All
- In other words: It seems to me that I will always be happy in the place where I am not. Or, more bluntly: Wherever I… Anywhere
- We have missed him in the sunshine, in the storm, in the twilight, ever since. Ever Since
- It's June second, he told himself. Try to remember that. This is New York, and tomorrow will be June third. If all goes well, the… All
- He slipped away slowly, withdrawing from this world by small, imperceptible degrees, and in the end it was as if he were a drop of… Anymore
- ...once you fell in love with her, you loved her until the day you died. Day
- The pictures do not lie, but neither do they tell the whole story. They are merely a record of time passing, the outward evidence. Evidence
- You're too good for this world, and because of that the world will eventually crush you. Crush
- The truth of the story lies in the details. Details
- Farts come from no one and nowhere; they are anonymous emanations that belong to the group as a whole, and even when every person in… Action
- We all want to believe in impossible things, I suppose, to persuade ourselves that miracles can happen. All
- As long as a man had the courage to reject what society told him to do, he could live life on his own terms. To… Book
- It often happens that things are other than what they seem, and you can get yourself into trouble by jumping to conclusions. Conclusion
- The story is not in the words; it's in the struggle. Inspirational
- 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… Accept
- We exist for ourselves, perhaps, and at times we even have a glimmer of who we are, but in the end we can never be… Access
- All children are love children, he said, but only the best ones are ever called that. All