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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.

Roberto Bolano

Bright colours in the west, giant butterflies dancing as night crept like a cripple toward the east.
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Color Dance Night
When you die of sorrow it’s as if you’ve broken all the bones in your body, bruised yourself all over, cracked your skull. That’s sorrow.
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Body Bone Death Sorrow Yourself
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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Book Death Philosophy Reading Stop
Only in chaos are we conceivable.
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Chaos Conceive
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
we interpret life at moments of the deepest desperation.
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Desperation Life Moments
Reading is more important than writing.
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Important Reading Writing
Literature is the product of a strange rain of blood, sweat, semen, and tears.
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Blood Literature Product Strange
If you’re going to say what you want to say, you’re going to hear what you don’t want to hear.
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Arrogance Disrespect Ego Yourself
There is a time for reciting poems and a time for fists.
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Fist Poem Recite Time
I’m an educated man, the prisons I know are subtle ones.
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Education Man Oneself Prison Subtle
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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Art Lying Ourselves Realize
For 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.
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Alien Each Other Moments Place Sound
I kept having dreams all night. I thought they were touching me with their fingers. But dreams don’t have fingers, they have fists, so it must have been scorpions.
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Dreams Fingers Thinking Touching
If life is misery, why do we endure it?
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Endurance Life Misery
Nothing good ever comes of love. What comes of love is always something better.
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Better Goodness Love Philosophy

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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