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I decided to tell the truth even if it meant being pointed at.

Roberto Bolano

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
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
If life is misery, why do we endure it?
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Endurance Life Misery
The world is alive and no living thing has any remedy. That is our fortune.
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Alive Fortune Ourselves World
The sky, at sunset, looked like a carnivorous flower.
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Flower Sky Sunset
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
We’re artists too, but we do a good job hiding it, don’t we?
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Artist Goodness Hide Job
The moon is fat and the night air is so pure it seems edible.
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Edible Fat Moon Night Purity
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
Poetry is the one thing that isn’t contaminated, the one thing that isn’t part of the game.
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Contamination Game Poetry
Literature + Illness = Illness.
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Illness Literature
Poetry and prison have always been neighbors.
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Neighbor Poetry Prison
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
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
I’m an educated man, the prisons I know are subtle ones.
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Education Man Oneself Prison Subtle

I decided to tell the truth even if it meant being pointed at.

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