I Thought my Father Was God Author:Paul Auster I told the listeners that I was looking for stories. The stories had to be true, and they had to be short, bet there would be no restrictions as to the subject matter or style. What interested me most, I said, were stories that defied our expectations about the world, ancedoted that revealed the mysterious and unkowable forces at work in our liv... more »es, in our family histories, in our minds and bodoes, in our souls...I was hoping to put together an archive of facts, a museum of American reality.
More than ever, I have come to appreciate how deeply and passionately most of us live within ourselves. Our attachments are ferocious. Our loves overwhelm us, define us, obliterate the boundaries between ourselves and others.