Paul Auster
The telephone, which interrupts the most serious conversations and cuts short the most weighty observations, has a romance of its own.
Do you know what it means to come home at night to a woman who’ll give you a little love, a little affection, a little tenderness? It means you’re in the wrong house, that’s what it means.
The major advances in speed of communication and ability to interact took place more than a century ago. The shift from sailing ships to telegraph was far more radical than that from telephone to email!
The other day I… uh, no, that wasn’t me.