Literature + Illness = Illness.
ROBERTO BOLANONothing happened today. And if anything did, I’d rather not talk about it, because I didn’t understand it.
More Roberto Bolano Quotes
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Nothing is ever behind us.
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In some lost fold of the past, we wanted to be lions and we’re no more than castrated cats
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Reading is more important than writing.
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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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We never stop reading, although every book comes to an end, just as we never stop living, although death is certain.
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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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I realized my happiness was artificial. I felt happy because I saw the others were happy and because I knew I should feel happy, but I wasn’t really happy.
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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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Metaphors are our way of losing ourselves in semblances or treading water in a sea of seeming.
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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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Bright colours in the west, giant butterflies dancing as night crept like a cripple toward the east.
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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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For her, reading was directly linked to pleasure, not to knowledge or enigmas or constructions or verbal labyrinths.
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If you’re going to say what you want to say, you’re going to hear what you don’t want to hear.
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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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