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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

Nothing happened today. And if anything did, I’d rather not talk about it, because I didn’t understand it.
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Myself Talk Understand
Poetry and prison have always been neighbors.
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Neighbor Poetry Prison
Every hundred feet the world changes.
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Change Travel World
Nothing is ever behind us.
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Pace Right Time
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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Arrogance Disrespect Ego Yourself
Nothing good ever comes of love. What comes of love is always something better.
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Better Goodness Love Philosophy
Dreams fade with morning light, Never a morn for thee, Dreamer of dreams, goodnight.
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Dreams Fade Goodness Light Morning
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
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
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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Book Control Desire Myself People Reading Writing
Bright colours in the west, giant butterflies dancing as night crept like a cripple toward the east.
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Color Dance Night
we interpret life at moments of the deepest desperation.
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Desperation Life Moments
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
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
For 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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Alien Each Other Moments Place Sound

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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