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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.

Roberto Bolano

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
We’re artists too, but we do a good job hiding it, don’t we?
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Artist Goodness Hide Job
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
Poetry is the one thing that isn’t contaminated, the one thing that isn’t part of the game.
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Contamination Game Poetry
Nothing good ever comes of love. What comes of love is always something better.
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Better Goodness Love Philosophy
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
There is a time for reciting poems and a time for fists.
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Fist Poem Recite Time
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
we interpret life at moments of the deepest desperation.
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Desperation Life Moments
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
No one pays attention to these killings, but the secret of the world is hidden in them.
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Attention Hide Kill Oneself Pay Secret
Reading is more important than writing.
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Important Reading Writing
Nothing is ever behind us.
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Pace Right Time
I’m an educated man, the prisons I know are subtle ones.
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Education Man Oneself Prison Subtle
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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Body Bone Death Sorrow Yourself
Bright colours in the west, giant butterflies dancing as night crept like a cripple toward the east.
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Color Dance Night

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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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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