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A review by luciajane
Oracle Night by Paul Auster
3.0
3,5 ⭐️
There were just a little too many loose ends for my taste. A few storylines I would’ve loved to read more about, but were never explored any further. But nonetheless I got sucked in every storyline and every unfinished story in this book. It was nice enough and I would love to read more of Auster’s books.
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Quotes:
Lungs gasping for air, my skin perpetually awash in sweat, I drifted along like a spectator in someone else’s dream, watching the world as it chugged through its paces and marveling at how I had once been like the people around me: always rushing, always on the way from here to there, always late, always scrambling to pack in nine more things before the sun went down.
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I had my face in my hands and was sobbing my guts out. I don’t know how long I carried on like that, but even as the tears poured out of me, I was happy, happier to be alive than I had ever been before. It was a happiness beyond consolation, beyond misery, beyond all the ugliness and beauty of the world.
There were just a little too many loose ends for my taste. A few storylines I would’ve loved to read more about, but were never explored any further. But nonetheless I got sucked in every storyline and every unfinished story in this book. It was nice enough and I would love to read more of Auster’s books.
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Quotes:
Lungs gasping for air, my skin perpetually awash in sweat, I drifted along like a spectator in someone else’s dream, watching the world as it chugged through its paces and marveling at how I had once been like the people around me: always rushing, always on the way from here to there, always late, always scrambling to pack in nine more things before the sun went down.
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I had my face in my hands and was sobbing my guts out. I don’t know how long I carried on like that, but even as the tears poured out of me, I was happy, happier to be alive than I had ever been before. It was a happiness beyond consolation, beyond misery, beyond all the ugliness and beauty of the world.