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Then he went out without touching anything and put his arm around Ingeborg, and like that, with their arms around each other, they returned to the village while the whole past of the universe fell on their heads.

Roberto Bolano

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
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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Plain Risk Run Subject Truth
Reading is more important than writing.
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Important Reading Writing
If I were to say what I really think I would be arrested or shut away in a lunatic asylum. Come on, I am sure that it would be the same for everyone.
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Arrest Myself Retard Thinking
Only in chaos are we conceivable.
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Chaos Conceive
The moon is fat and the night air is so pure it seems edible.
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Edible Fat Moon Night Purity
Then he went out without touching anything and put his arm around Ingeborg, and like that, with their arms around each other, they returned to the village while the whole past of the universe fell on their heads.
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Each Other Head Past Touch Universe
Literature is the product of a strange rain of blood, sweat, semen, and tears.
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Blood Literature Product Strange
I decided to tell the truth even if it meant being pointed at.
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Art Decision Point Truth
we interpret life at moments of the deepest desperation.
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Desperation Life Moments
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
Nothing good ever comes of love. What comes of love is always something better.
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Better Goodness Love Philosophy
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
One should read Borges more.
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Book Oneself Reading
Bright colours in the west, giant butterflies dancing as night crept like a cripple toward the east.
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Color Dance Night
The sky, at sunset, looked like a carnivorous flower.
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Flower Sky Sunset

Then he went out without touching anything and put his arm around Ingeborg, and like that, with their arms around each other, they returned to the village while the whole past of the universe fell on their heads.

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Then he went out without touching anything and put his arm around Ingeborg, and like that, with their arms around each other, they returned to the village while the whole past of the universe fell on their heads.

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