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The American mirror, said the voice, the sad American mirror of wealth and poverty and constant useless metamorphosis, the mirror that sails and whose sails are pain.

Roberto Bolano

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
Dreams fade with morning light, Never a morn for thee, Dreamer of dreams, goodnight.
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Dreams Fade Goodness Light Morning
Literature + Illness = Illness.
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Illness Literature
The world is alive and no living thing has any remedy. That is our fortune.
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Alive Fortune Ourselves World
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
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
You have to know how to look even if you don’t know what you’re looking for.
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Known Yourself
Every book in the world is out there waiting to be read by me.
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Book Myself Reading Wait World
Nothing is ever behind us.
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Pace Right Time
No one pays attention to these killings, but the secret of the world is hidden in them.
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Attention Hide Kill Oneself Pay Secret
We’re artists too, but we do a good job hiding it, don’t we?
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Artist Goodness Hide Job
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
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
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 decided to tell the truth even if it meant being pointed at.
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Art Decision Point Truth
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

The American mirror, said the voice, the sad American mirror of wealth and poverty and constant useless metamorphosis, the mirror that sails and whose sails are pain.

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