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we interpret life at moments of the deepest desperation.

Roberto Bolano

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
Bright colours in the west, giant butterflies dancing as night crept like a cripple toward the east.
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Color Dance Night
Being alone makes us stronger. That’s the honest truth. But it’s cold comfort, since even if I wanted company no one will come near me anymore.
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Alone Company Honesty Myself Strong Truth
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
The sky, at sunset, looked like a carnivorous flower.
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Flower Sky Sunset
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
Reading is more important than writing.
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Important Reading Writing
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
There is a time for reciting poems and a time for fists.
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Fist Poem Recite Time
Literature + Illness = Illness.
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Illness Literature
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
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
You have to know how to look even if you don’t know what you’re looking for.
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Known Yourself
If life is misery, why do we endure it?
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Endurance Life Misery

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