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They could read him, they could study him, they could pick him apart, but they couldn’t laugh or be sad with him.

Roberto Bolano

We all have to die a bit every now and then and usually it’s so gradual that we end up more alive than ever. Infinitely old and infinitely alive.
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Alive Death End Gradual Infinite
Nothing good ever comes of love. What comes of love is always something better.
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Better Goodness Love Philosophy
You have to know how to look even if you don’t know what you’re looking for.
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Known Yourself
I’m an educated man, the prisons I know are subtle ones.
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Education Man Oneself Prison Subtle
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
The moon is fat and the night air is so pure it seems edible.
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Edible Fat Moon Night Purity
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
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
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
There is a time for reciting poems and a time for fists.
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Fist Poem Recite Time
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’ll tell you, my friends: it’s all in the nerves. The nerves that tense and relax as you approach the edges of companionship and love. The razor-sharp edges of companionship and love.
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Approach Edge Friendship Love Nerve
we interpret life at moments of the deepest desperation.
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Desperation Life Moments
Nothing is ever behind us.
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Pace Right Time
We’re artists too, but we do a good job hiding it, don’t we?
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Artist Goodness Hide Job
Only in chaos are we conceivable.
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Chaos Conceive

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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