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Only in chaos are we conceivable.

Roberto Bolano

As time goes by, as time goes by, the whip-crack of the years, the precipice of illusions, the ravine that swallows up all human endeavour except the struggle to survive.
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Human Illusion Struggle Survive Swallow Time
They could read him, they could study him, they could pick him apart, but they couldn’t laugh or be sad with him.
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Himself Laughter Reading Sadness Study
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.
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Believe Frame Innocent Masterpiece Soul Work
Poetry and prison have always been neighbors.
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Neighbor Poetry Prison
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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Children Grow Up Life Philosophy Stop Truth
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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Alone Company Honesty Myself Strong Truth
Only in chaos are we conceivable.
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Chaos Conceive
The world is alive and no living thing has any remedy. That is our fortune.
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Alive Fortune Ourselves World
We’re artists too, but we do a good job hiding it, don’t we?
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Artist Goodness Hide Job
Reading is like thinking, like praying, like talking to a friend, like expressing your ideas, like listening to other people’s ideas, like listening to music, like looking at the view, like taking a walk on the beach.
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Friendship People Prayer Reading Thinking View Walk
For her, reading was directly linked to pleasure, not to knowledge or enigmas or constructions or verbal labyrinths.
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Construction Knowledge Pleasure Reading Verbal
When people read his books they have an uncontrollable desire to hang the author in the town square. I can’t think of a higher honor for a writer.
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Book Control Desire Myself People Reading Writing
When I was done traveling, I returned convinced of one thing: we’re nothing.
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Myself Return Traveling
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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Curiosity End Fun Honesty Voice
I’d obviously never heard of the group, but my ignorance in literary matters is to blame for that (every book in the world is out there waiting to be read by me).
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Group Ignorance Myself Reading World
The moon is fat and the night air is so pure it seems edible.
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Edible Fat Moon Night Purity

Only in chaos are we conceivable.

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