Paul Auster
[Writer, b. 1947, Newark, New Jersey, lives in Brooklyn, New York.]

 The pictures do not lie, but neither do they tell the whole story. They are merely a record of time passing, the outward evidence. 
 You can’t see yourself. You know what you look like because of mirrors and photographs, but... your own face is invisible to you... We are all aliens to ourselves, and if we have any sense of who we are, it is only because we live inside the eyes of others.