The Book of Human Folly

Estou a ler mais um livro do Paul Auster: The Brooklyn Follies. Nathan Glass, a personagem principal, precisava de um projecto para quebrar a rotina soporífera da vida que levava. Mesmo sabendo que era um projecto humilde, decidiu-lhe dar um nome grandioso: The Book of Human Folly.

Fez-me lembrar uma versão Paul Auster do Claudipédia:

"I called it the Book of Human Folly, and in it I was planning to set down in the simplest, clearest language possible an account of every blunder, every pratfall, every embarassement, every idiocy, every foible, and every innane act I had commited during my long and checkered career as a man. When I couldn´t think of stories to tell about myself, I would write down things that have happened to people I knew, and when that source ran dry as well, I would take on historical events, recording the follies of my fellows human beings down through the ages, beginning with the vanished civilizations of the ancient world and pushing on to the first months of the twenty-first century. If nothing else, I thought it might be good for a few laughs. I had no desire to bare my soul or indulge in gloomy introspections. The tone would be light and farcical throughout, and my only purpose was to keep myself entertained while using up as many hours of the day as I could."