Paul Auster

I’m alone #PaulAuster

I’m alone too much as it is, and whether it’s my fault or not, Nathan is right. I’m in the dumps. Ever since we talked about my sister the other night, I haven’t stopped thinking about her. I miss her. I miss my mother. I miss everyone I’ve lost. I get so sad sometimes, I can’t believe I don’t just drop dead from the weight that’s crushing down on me. 

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All men contain several men inside them, and most of us bounce from one self to another without ever knowing who we are.

Paul Auster – The Brooklyn Follies

Elizabeth Strout

All these lives.

She didn’t like to be alone. Even more, she didn’t like being with people.

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It’s just that I’m the kind of person – Rebecca continued -that thinks if you took a map of the whole world and put a pin in it for every person, there wouldn’t be a pin for me.

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Sometimes, like now, Olive had a sense of just how desperately hard every person in the world was working to get what they needed. For most, it was a sense of safety, in the sea of terror that life increasingly became.

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All these lives,” she said. “All the stories we never know.

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-Oh, gosh, Olive. I’m so embarrassed.

-No need to be- Olive tells her. “We all want to kill someone at some point.”

Olive Kitteridge – Elizabeth Strout

Elizabeth Strout

Love, Loneliness #ElizabethStrout

Even Freud had said, “We must love or we grow ill.” They were spelling it out for him. Every billboard, movie, magazine cover, television ad- it all spelled it out for him: we belong to the world of family and love. And you don’t.

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Olive can understand why Chris has never bothered having many friends. He is like her that way, can’t stand the blah-blah-blah. Still, she has been worried about his being lonely.

She knows that loneliness can kill people  -in different ways can actually make you die. Olive’s private view is that life depends on what she thinks of as “big bursts” and “little bursts”. Big bursts are things like marriage or children, intimacies that keep you afloat, but these big bursts hold dangerous, unseen currents. Which is why you need the little bursts as well: a friendly clerk at Bradlee’s, let’s say, or the waitress at Dunkin’ Donuts who knows how you like your coffee. Tricky business, really.

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She would like to say Listen, Dr. Sue, deep down there is a thing inside me, and sometimes it swells up like the head of a squid and shoots blackness through me. I haven’t wanted to be this way, but so God help me, I have loved my son.

 

Olive Kitteridge – Elizabeth Strout

Paul Auster · Witty

Thoughts can be dangerous #PaulAuster

He demonstrated all the warmth and personality of an extinguished lamppost.

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There comes a time in every man’s life, and I’ve had plenty of them.

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I ask the little girl if the book it’s any good, and she gives a vigorous nod of approval. Not just good, she seems to be telling me, but a masterpiece for all time.

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Idleness breeds thought, and thoughts can be dangerous, as anyone who lives alone will readily understand.

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Like Kafka’s doll, he thought he was simply looking for a change of scenery.

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The little girl had never seen or heard of Chaplin (further evidence of the collapse of American education).

 

Paul Auster – The Brooklyn Follies