Bright colours in the west, giant butterflies dancing as night crept like a cripple toward the east.
ROBERTO BOLANODreams fade with morning light, Never a morn for thee, Dreamer of dreams, goodnight.
More Roberto Bolano Quotes
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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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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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We all have to die a bit every now and then and usually it’s so gradual that we end up more alive than ever. Infinitely old and infinitely alive.
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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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Poetry and prison have always been neighbors.
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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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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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The moon is fat and the night air is so pure it seems edible.
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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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You have to know how to look even if you don’t know what you’re looking for.
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Literature + Illness = Illness.
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Poetry is the one thing that isn’t contaminated, the one thing that isn’t part of the game.
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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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The world is alive and no living thing has any remedy. That is our fortune.
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