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Jesus is the masterpiece. The thieves are minor works. Why are they there? Not to frame the crucifixion, as some innocent souls believe, but to hide it.

Roberto Bolano

Every book in the world is out there waiting to be read by me.
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Book Myself Reading Wait World
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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Known Live Oneself Secret Story Thinking
Dreams fade with morning light, Never a morn for thee, Dreamer of dreams, goodnight.
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Dreams Fade Goodness Light Morning
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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Plain Risk Run Subject Truth
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
There is a time for reciting poems and a time for fists.
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Fist Poem Recite Time
We’re artists too, but we do a good job hiding it, don’t we?
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Artist Goodness Hide Job
Being alone makes us stronger. That’s the honest truth. But it’s cold comfort, since even if I wanted company no one will come near me anymore.
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Alone Company Honesty Myself Strong Truth
The sky, at sunset, looked like a carnivorous flower.
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Flower Sky Sunset
Only in chaos are we conceivable.
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Chaos Conceive
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
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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Dreams Fingers Thinking Touching
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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Book Death Philosophy Reading Stop
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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Death Passage Reality Tradition
The truth is we never stop being children, terrible children covered in sores and knotty veins and tumors and age spots, but ultimately children, in other words we never stop clinging to life because we are life.
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Children Grow Up Life Philosophy Stop Truth
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

Jesus is the masterpiece. The thieves are minor works. Why are they there? Not to frame the crucifixion, as some innocent souls believe, but to hide it.

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