Metaphors are our way of losing ourselves in semblances or treading water in a sea of seeming.
ROBERTO BOLANONothing is ever behind us.
More Roberto Bolano Quotes
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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.
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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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Reading is more important than writing.
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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.
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Every hundred feet the world changes.
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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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If life is misery, why do we endure it?
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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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I decided to tell the truth even if it meant being pointed at.
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Literature + Illness = Illness.
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For her, reading was directly linked to pleasure, not to knowledge or enigmas or constructions or verbal labyrinths.
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Bright colours in the west, giant butterflies dancing as night crept like a cripple toward the east.
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The secret story is the one we’ll never know, although we’re living it from day to day, thinking we’re alive, thinking we’ve got it all under control and the stuff we overlook doesn’t matter.
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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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The sky, at sunset, looked like a carnivorous flower.
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