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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.

Roberto Bolano

Metaphors are our way of losing ourselves in semblances or treading water in a sea of seeming.
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Assume Lose Sea Water
You have to know how to look even if you don’t know what you’re looking for.
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Known Yourself
I’m an educated man, the prisons I know are subtle ones.
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Education Man Oneself Prison Subtle
We all have to die a bit every now and then and usually it’s so gradual that we end up more alive than ever. Infinitely old and infinitely alive.
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Alive Death End Gradual Infinite
Every book in the world is out there waiting to be read by me.
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Book Myself Reading Wait World
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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Group Ignorance Myself Reading World
If life is misery, why do we endure it?
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Endurance Life Misery
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
Poetry and prison have always been neighbors.
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Neighbor Poetry Prison
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
Literature + Illness = Illness.
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Illness Literature
Bright colours in the west, giant butterflies dancing as night crept like a cripple toward the east.
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Color Dance Night
Nothing is ever behind us.
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Pace Right Time
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
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
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

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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