Nothing good ever comes of love. What comes of love is always something better.
ROBERTO BOLANOSo 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.
More Roberto Bolano Quotes
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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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The sky, at sunset, looked like a carnivorous flower.
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If I were to say what I really think I would be arrested or shut away in a lunatic asylum. Come on, I am sure that it would be the same for everyone.
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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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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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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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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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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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Literature + Illness = Illness.
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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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Every book in the world is out there waiting to be read by me.
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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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we interpret life at moments of the deepest desperation.
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Dreams fade with morning light, Never a morn for thee, Dreamer of dreams, goodnight.
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We’re artists too, but we do a good job hiding it, don’t we?
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