"A coming-of-age story, coming-out story, a Proustian meditation on time and desire, a love letter, an invocation and something of an epitaph, Call Me by Your Name is also an open question. It is an exceptionally beautiful book that cannot quite bring itself to draw the inevitable conclusion about axis-shifting passion that men and women of the world might like to think they will always reach—that that obscure object of desire is, by definition, ungraspable, indeterminate and already lost at exactly the moment you rush so fervently to hold him or her."—Stacey D'Erasmo, The New York Times Book Review

"Auster is one of our most intellectually elegant writers. He has persistently subverted the ordinary mechanisms of suspense, chronology, even genre. In certain fundamental attributes, this new novel resembles his Oracle Night, published in 2003. Yet determined readers come to savor the inimitable way Auster keeps restructuring and vivifying his novelistic obsessions. Themes are hungry ghosts, Borges said. Fortunately, Auster's ghosts are insatiable."—Howard Norman, The Washington Post

"This is perhaps Auster’s best book . . . Man In The Dark is so unlike anything Auster has ever written that it doesn’t make sense to compare it with his earlier work . . . Here we have multiple worlds and three generations . . . Auster’s book leaves one with a depth of feeling much larger than might be expected from such a small and concise work of art."—Stephen Elliott, San Francisco Chronicle

"His latest novel, Invisible, finds [Auster] returning to the same thematic territory he has long occupied—the four-way intersection of memory, language, fate and self-discovery—with that playfulness very much intact. His subject here is the memoirist's subjective truth, and his object is to get us thinking about the ways in which it is constructed, edited and processed into what we think of as objective reality . . . 'I sometimes confuse my thoughts about the world with the world itself,' says one character at the end of Invisible. 'I'm sorry if I offended you.' Some undoubtedly will be offended . . . One hopes that, in this case, readers will stay for the duration. The pleasures found inside are well worth the labor required to uncover them."—Jeff Turrentine, The Washington Post