Wednesday, October 3, 2012

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I can't get tired of Auster. It's impossible. When I read his words, so perfectly joined, I feel I'm witnessing something extraordinary. I travel to another world, more concrete, more specific, more genuine, more inspirational. The architecture of the words, the sentences, is incredibly perfect, sublime. Everything fits, everything connects. It's a superb structure. With Paul, not only what he's saying is important, but the way he's saying it. He makes it easy, and at the same time, more beautiful and precise than anyone can make it. He's the supreme artist. The ultimate genius. He's a work of art.

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