“For a while, Criticism travels side by side with the Work, then Criticism vanishes and it's the Readers who keep pace. The… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“I thought you were dying, said Amalfitano. "No, I was dreaming," said Castillo.” — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
We never stop reading, although every book comes to an end, just as we never stop living, although death is certain. — Roberto Bolano Copy Share Image
“I remember that a couple, both tall and thin, turned away from a painting and peered over as if I might be… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“While he was waiting, leaning on the counter at a coffee place, he remembered the dream he'd had the night before about… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“Not only to myself or before the mirror or at the hour of my death, which I hope will be long in… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“I don’t have much time, I have to haul corpses. I don’t have much time, I have to breath, eat, drink, sleep.… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“Books are finite, sexual encounters are finite, but the desire to read and to fuck is infinite; it surpasses our own deaths,… — Roberto Bolano Copy Share Image
Death, in the Eastern tradition, was only a passage. What wasn't clear ... was toward what place, what reality, that passage led. — Roberto Bolano Copy Share Image
“No one knew what she was doing in Colonia Hidalgo, although it was most likely, according to the police, that she'd been… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“All names disappear. Children should be taught that in elementary school. But we're afraid to teach them.” — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“Brief like beauty, Absolute beauty, That which contains all the world's majesty and misery And which is only visible to those who love.” — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“There are books for when you’re bored. Plenty of them. There are books for when you’re calm. The best kind, in my opinion. There… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“I try to find the books that I lost or forgot more than 30 years ago on another continent, with the hope and dedication… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“In a word, and bluntly: as they walked around Sankt Pauli, it came to Pelletier and Espinoza that the search for Archimboldi could never… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
Nothing good ever comes of love. What comes of love is always something better — Roberto Bolano Copy Share Image
“book on Archimboldi, a book that might be the grand Archimboldian opus, the pilot fish that would swim for a long time beside the… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
Literature is the product of a strange rain of blood, sweat, semen, and tears. — Roberto Bolano Copy Share Image
“The brief sound is like a color swallowed by a crack. But what color?” — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“The fourth dimension, he liked to say, encompasses the three dimensions and consequently puts them in their place, that is, it obliterates the dictatorship… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
