Paul Auster művei - 4. oldal

A Véletlen Zenéje (The Music of Chance)

La Vie Intérieure De Martin Frost

Auggle Wren's christmas story

Oracle night

The New York trilogy

The book of illusions

The invention of solitude

This autobiography reveals the author's memories and feelings after the death of his father, a distant undemonstrative man. When attendin...

The music of chance

The red notebook

A collection of essays and interviews which reflect on Auster's attitude to writing and literature, on the need to break down the boundar...

Timbuktu

Paul Auster, a Leviatán, a Mr. Vertigo és más, nálunk is ismert regények szerzője már vitathatatlanul a kortárs amerikai próza egyik legk...

The Book of Illusions: A Novel

Six months after losing his wife and two young sons in an airplane crash, Vermont professor David Zimmer spends his waking hours mired in...

Timbuktu

Die New York-Trilogie

Stadt aus Glas

City of Glass

Invention of Solitude

THE ART OF HUNGER

Hand to Mouth

Mr Vertigo

La nuit de l' oracle

Après un long séjour à l'hôpital, d'écrivain Sidney Orr reprend goût à la vie. Mais il est accablé par l'ampleur de ses dettes et par l'a...

New York trilógia

Paul Auster (1947 ) amerikai regényíró, esszéista, költő és műfordító a 80-as évek közepén vált szélesebb körben ismertté kísérleti detek...

Travels in the Scriptorium

An old man sits in a room, with a single door and a window, a bed, a desk and a chair. Each day he awakes with no memory, unsure of wheth...

Invisible

Sinuously constructed in four interlocking parts, Invisible opens in New York City in the spring of 1967 when twenty-year-old Adam Walker...

Sunset Park

In the sprawling flatlands of Florida, 28-year-old Miles is photographing the last lingering traces of families who have abandoned their ...

Winter Journal

On January 3, 2011, exactly one month before his sixty-fourth birthday, Paul Auster sat down and wrote the first entry of "Winter Journal...

Travels in the Scriptorium

An old man sits in a room, with a single door and a window, a bed, a desk and a chair. Each day he awakes with no memory, unsure of wheth...

Mr. Vertigo

"J'avais douze ans la premičre fois que j'ai marché sur l'eau. L'homme aux habits noirs m'avait appris ŕ le faire, et je ne prétendrai pa...