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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

There is a time for reciting poems and a time for fists.
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Fist Poem Recite Time
Every book in the world is out there waiting to be read by me.
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Book Myself Reading Wait World
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
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
I decided to tell the truth even if it meant being pointed at.
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Art Decision Point Truth
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
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
Dreams fade with morning light, Never a morn for thee, Dreamer of dreams, goodnight.
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Dreams Fade Goodness Light Morning
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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Happiness Knowledge Pleasure Question Reading
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
The American mirror, said the voice, the sad American mirror of wealth and poverty and constant useless metamorphosis, the mirror that sails and whose sails are pain.
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Constant Mirror Pain Poverty Voice Wealth
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
Literature is the product of a strange rain of blood, sweat, semen, and tears.
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Blood Literature Product Strange
But every single damn thing matters! Only we don’t realize. We just tell ourselves that art runs on one track and life, our lives, on another, and we don’t realize that’s a lie.
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Art Lying Ourselves Realize
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
I’m an educated man, the prisons I know are subtle ones.
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Education Man Oneself Prison Subtle
Only in chaos are we conceivable.
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Chaos Conceive
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
Nothing is ever behind us.
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Pace Right Time
In the current socio-political climate, he said to himself, committing suicide is absurd and redundant. Better to become an undercover poet.
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Climate Commitment Himself Poet Suicide
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
Poetry and prison have always been neighbors.
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Neighbor Poetry Prison
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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Believe Frame Innocent Masterpiece Soul Work
Metaphors are our way of losing ourselves in semblances or treading water in a sea of seeming.
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Assume Lose Sea Water
Every hundred feet the world changes.
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Change Travel World
we interpret life at moments of the deepest desperation.
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Desperation Life Moments
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

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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