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I’m an educated man, the prisons I know are subtle ones.

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
In the current socio-political climate, he said to himself, committing suicide is absurd and redundant. Better to become an undercover poet.
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Climate Commitment Himself Poet Suicide
The moon is fat and the night air is so pure it seems edible.
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Edible Fat Moon Night Purity
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
The world is alive and no living thing has any remedy. That is our fortune.
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Alive Fortune Ourselves World
I realized my happiness was artificial. I felt happy because I saw the others were happy and because I knew I should feel happy, but I wasn’t really happy.
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Feeling Happiness Myself Realize
Death, in the Eastern tradition, was only a passage. What wasn’t clear, was toward what place, what reality, that passage led.
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Death Passage Reality Tradition
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
Literature + Illness = Illness.
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Illness Literature
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
Nothing good ever comes of love. What comes of love is always something better.
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Better Goodness Love Philosophy
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
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
Poetry and prison have always been neighbors.
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Neighbor Poetry Prison
Poetry is the one thing that isn’t contaminated, the one thing that isn’t part of the game.
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Contamination Game Poetry
There is a time for reciting poems and a time for fists.
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Fist Poem Recite Time

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