For her, reading was directly linked to pleasure, not to knowledge or enigmas or constructions or verbal labyrinths.
ROBERTO BOLANOWhen people read his books they have an uncontrollable desire to hang the author in the town square. I can’t think of a higher honor for a writer.
More Roberto Bolano Quotes
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The moon is fat and the night air is so pure it seems edible.
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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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Literature + Illness = Illness.
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Reading is pleasure and happiness to be alive or sadness to be alive and above all it’s knowledge and questions.
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Nothing good ever comes of love. What comes of love is always something better.
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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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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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Poetry and prison have always been neighbors.
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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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Poetry is the one thing that isn’t contaminated, the one thing that isn’t part of the game.
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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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When people read his books they have an uncontrollable desire to hang the author in the town square. I can’t think of a higher honor for a writer.
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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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we interpret life at moments of the deepest desperation.
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When I was done traveling, I returned convinced of one thing: we’re nothing.
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