Jesus is the masterpiece. The thieves are minor works. Why are they there? Not to frame the crucifixion, as some innocent souls believe, but to hide it.
ROBERTO BOLANOBright colours in the west, giant butterflies dancing as night crept like a cripple toward the east.
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Reading is pleasure and happiness to be alive or sadness to be alive and above all it’s knowledge and questions.
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So everything lets us down, including curiosity and honesty and what we love best. Yes, said the voice, but cheer up, it’s fun in the end.
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Death, in the Eastern tradition, was only a passage. What wasn’t clear, was toward what place, what reality, that passage led.
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You run risks. That’s the plain truth. You run risks and, even in the most unlikely places, you are subject to destiny’s whims.
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The world is alive and no living thing has any remedy. That is our fortune.
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Being alone makes us stronger. That’s the honest truth. But it’s cold comfort, since even if I wanted company no one will come near me anymore.
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But every single damn thing matters! Only we don’t realize. We just tell ourselves that art runs on one track and life, our lives, on another, and we don’t realize that’s a lie.
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The truth is we never stop being children, terrible children covered in sores and knotty veins and tumors and age spots, but ultimately children, in other words we never stop clinging to life because we are life.
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Nothing is ever behind us.
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I decided to tell the truth even if it meant being pointed at.
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You have to know how to look even if you don’t know what you’re looking for.
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Nothing good ever comes of love. What comes of love is always something better.
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Only in chaos are we conceivable.
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Literature is the product of a strange rain of blood, sweat, semen, and tears.
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We never stop reading, although every book comes to an end, just as we never stop living, although death is certain.
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