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We’re artists too, but we do a good job hiding it, don’t we?

Roberto Bolano

Literature is the product of a strange rain of blood, sweat, semen, and tears.
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Blood Literature Product Strange
we interpret life at moments of the deepest desperation.
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Desperation Life Moments
One should read Borges more.
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Book Oneself Reading
For her, reading was directly linked to pleasure, not to knowledge or enigmas or constructions or verbal labyrinths.
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Construction Knowledge Pleasure Reading Verbal
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
We’re artists too, but we do a good job hiding it, don’t we?
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Artist Goodness Hide Job
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
Nothing happened today. And if anything did, I’d rather not talk about it, because I didn’t understand it.
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Myself Talk Understand
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
There is a time for reciting poems and a time for fists.
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Fist Poem Recite Time
In some lost fold of the past, we wanted to be lions and we’re no more than castrated cats
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Ability Goal Lost Potential Tiger
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
If life is misery, why do we endure it?
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Endurance Life Misery
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 I was done traveling, I returned convinced of one thing: we’re nothing.
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Myself Return Traveling
The sky, at sunset, looked like a carnivorous flower.
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Flower Sky Sunset

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