Literature is the product of a strange rain of blood, sweat, semen, and tears.
ROBERTO BOLANOFor 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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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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We’re artists too, but we do a good job hiding it, don’t we?
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No one pays attention to these killings, but the secret of the world is hidden in them.
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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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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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Every book in the world is out there waiting to be read by me.
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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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Poetry and prison have always been neighbors.
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The moon is fat and the night air is so pure it seems edible.
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If life is misery, why do we endure it?
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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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In some lost fold of the past, we wanted to be lions and we’re no more than castrated cats
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Dreams fade with morning light, Never a morn for thee, Dreamer of dreams, goodnight.
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Only in chaos are we conceivable.
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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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