#the new york trilogy

[dk-thrive]

Then, without any warning, we both straightened up, turned towards each other, and began to kiss. After that, it is difficult for me to speak of what happened. Such things have little to do with words, so little, in fact, that it seems almost pointless to try to express them. If anything, I would say that we were falling into each other, that we were falling so fast and so far that nothing could catch us.

— Paul Auster, The New York Trilogy (Penguin Books; April 1, 1990) (via Alive on All Channels)

[quotessentially]

From Paul Auster’s The New York Trilogy

[quotespile]

In general, lives seem to veer abruptly from one thing to another, to jostle and bump, to squirm. A person heads in one direction, turns sharply in mid-course, stalls, drifts, starts up again. Nothing is ever known, and inevitably we come to a place quite different from the one we set out for.

Paul Auster, The New York Trilogy

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Paul AUSTER (1947- april 2024)

Zijn grootvader kwam uit Oekraïne. Gebruikte nooit een computer. -

"The New York Trilogy"

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 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.

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In general, lives seem to veer abruptly from one thing to another, to jostle and bump, to squirm. A person heads in one direction, turns sharply in mid-course, stalls, drifts, starts up again. Nothing is ever known, and inevitably we come to a place quite different from the one we set out for.

…..

Then, without any warning, we both straightened up, turned towards each other, and began to kiss. After that, it is difficult for me to speak of what happened. Such things have little to do with words, so little, in fact, that it seems almost pointless to try to express them. If anything, I would say that we were falling into each other, that we were falling so fast and so far that nothing could catch us.

…..

We all want to be told stories, and we listen to them in the same way we did when we were young. We imagine the real story inside the words, and to do this we substitute ourselves for the person in the story, pretending that we can understand him because we understand ourselves. This is a deception. 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 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.”

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[schreibvibe]

The New York Trilogy (1987) by Paul Auster // The Manchurian Candidate (2004) dir. Jonathan Demme

[blogandmablog]

“Every life is inexplicable, I kept telling myself. No matter how many facts are told, no matter how many details are given, the essential thing resists telling. To say that so and so was born here and went there, that he did this and did that, that he married this woman and had these children, that he lived, that he died, that he left behind these books or this battle or that bridge – none of that tells us very much.”

📖 "The Locked Room" (1988), Paul Auster

[hedonistbyheart]

I may not have any Alan Wake books, but I do have this and that's basically the same thing.

[veryslowreader]

The New York Trilogy by Paul Auster

Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara

[judgingbooksbycovers]

The New York Trilogy

By Paul Auster.

[gone2soon-rip]

PAUL AUSTER (1947-Died April 30th 2024,at 77). American writer and film director. His notable works include The New York Trilogy (1987), Moon Palace (1989), The Music of Chance (1990), The Book of Illusions (2002), The Brooklyn Follies (2005),  Invisible (2009), Sunset Park (2010), Winter Journal (2012), and 4 3 2 1 (2017). His books have been translated into more than forty languages.Paul Auster - Wikipedia

[honey-bri-books]

You can’t hate something so violently unless a part of you also loves it.

From The New York Trilogy by Paul Auster

[the-phooey]

Every life is inexplicable, I kept telling myself. No matter how many facts are told, no matter how many details are given, the essential thing resists telling. To say that so and so was born here and went there, that he did this and did that, that he married this woman and had these children, that he lived, that he died, that he left behind these books or this battle or that bridge – none of that tells us very much.

Paul Auster, The New York Trilogy

[katnisshawkeye]

Trilogia di New York

Scheda informativa

Titolo completo: Trilogia di New York: Città di Vetro, Fantasmi, La Stanza Chiusa

Titolo originale: The New York Trilogy: City of Glass, Ghosts, The Locked Room

Autore: Paul Auster

Editore: Einaudi

Prima edizione: Supercoralli 1996

Pagine: 314

Prezzo: € 12,50

Trama

In una città stravolta e allucinata, in cui ogni cosa si confonde e chiunque è sostituibile, i protagonisti di queste storie conducono ciascuno a un'inchiesta misteriosa e dall'esito imprevedibile. Tutto può cominciare con una telefonata nel cuore della notte, come nel caso di Daniel Quinn (Città di Vetro), autore di romanzi polizieschi che accetta la sfida che gli si presenta e si cala nei panni di uno sconosciuto detective. Ma può anche capitare che chi debba pedinare si senta a sua volta pedinato (Fantasmi); o, ancora, che ci sia qualcuno che s'immedesima a tal punto nella vita di un amico da sposarne la vedova e adottarne il figlio (La Stanza Chiusa).

Recensione

“Trilogia” implica che un libro sia diviso in tre “capitoli” di un'unica storia. Ma quando ti approcci a Trilogia di New York sembra che Paul Auster ti guidi in tre storie diverse, che sembrano non avere nulla a che fare l'una con l'altra, a parte il fatto che sono ambientate tutte e tre nella medesima città, New York, il medesimo nessun luogo in cui chiunque può ritrovarsi e perdersi all'infinito.

Lo sappiamo, ma non ci vogliamo credere, anche se i pezzi vanno piano piano a incastrarsi, vogliamo continuare a pensare che non ci sia un filo rosso tra le tre storie. Questo finché Paul Auster non ce lo sbatte in faccia, che sono anche tre storie che, in un modo o nell'altro, parlano anche di lui.

Sono tre detective-stories, ma la storia è una sola. Ed tutto così eccentrico e avvincente che, nonostante la seconda storia non abbia la classica divisione in capitoli, ti tiene incollato al libro. Vuoi saperne di più, sempre di più, anche se più vai avanti più ti senti confuso.

Valutazione

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[pacey-bunce-loves-joey]

to tell the truth - I dare the real deal to turn up

[wodania]

two of the worst homosexual teens you’ve ever met its actually kind of insane just how messed up these two are

[phierecycled]

if new york city center truly had balls they would revive in trousers.