You have to know how to look even if you don’t know what you’re looking for.
ROBERTO BOLANOPoetry is the one thing that isn’t contaminated, the one thing that isn’t part of the game.
More Roberto Bolano Quotes
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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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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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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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They could read him, they could study him, they could pick him apart, but they couldn’t laugh or be sad with him.
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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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we interpret life at moments of the deepest desperation.
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I decided to tell the truth even if it meant being pointed at.
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Only in chaos are we conceivable.
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I realized my happiness was artificial. I felt happy because I saw the others were happy and because I knew I should feel happy, but I wasn’t really happy.
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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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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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Nothing happened today. And if anything did, I’d rather not talk about it, because I didn’t understand it.
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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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Literature is the product of a strange rain of blood, sweat, semen, and tears.
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The sky, at sunset, looked like a carnivorous flower.
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