The moon is fat and the night air is so pure it seems edible.
ROBERTO BOLANOThe moon is fat and the night air is so pure it seems edible.
ROBERTO BOLANOBeing 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.
ROBERTO BOLANOI decided to tell the truth even if it meant being pointed at.
ROBERTO BOLANOFor a moment the two of them looked at each other, wordless, as if they were asleep and their dreams had converged on common ground, a place where sound was alien.
ROBERTO BOLANOThere is a time for reciting poems and a time for fists.
ROBERTO BOLANOIn the current socio-political climate, he said to himself, committing suicide is absurd and redundant. Better to become an undercover poet.
ROBERTO BOLANONothing happened today. And if anything did, I’d rather not talk about it, because I didn’t understand it.
ROBERTO BOLANONo one pays attention to these killings, but the secret of the world is hidden in them.
ROBERTO BOLANOLiterature + Illness = Illness.
ROBERTO BOLANOThey could read him, they could study him, they could pick him apart, but they couldn’t laugh or be sad with him.
ROBERTO BOLANODeath, in the Eastern tradition, was only a passage. What wasn’t clear, was toward what place, what reality, that passage led.
ROBERTO BOLANOThe secret story is the one we’ll never know, although we’re living it from day to day, thinking we’re alive, thinking we’ve got it all under control and the stuff we overlook doesn’t matter.
ROBERTO BOLANOWe’re artists too, but we do a good job hiding it, don’t we?
ROBERTO BOLANOEvery book in the world is out there waiting to be read by me.
ROBERTO BOLANONothing good ever comes of love. What comes of love is always something better.
ROBERTO BOLANOJesus 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 BOLANO