“You can woo a girl with a poem, but you can't hold onto her with a poem. Not even with a poetry… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
Literature is the product of a strange rain of blood, sweat, semen, and tears. — Roberto Bolano Copy Share Image
“A person could be immensely happy reading only him or the writers he loved. But that would be too easy.” — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“Younger than Morini and Pelletier, Espinoza studied Spanish literature, not German literature, at least for the first two years of his university… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“I didn't hit her, man, what happened was that Maria was obsessed with the Marquis de Sade and wanted to try the… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
Probably all of us, writers and readers alike, set out into exile, or at least into a certain kind of exile, when… — Roberto Bolano Copy Share Image
“Of course, they were other things too. Sometimes they were even everything all together, but not fame, which was rooted in delusion… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
Literature is a vast forest and the masterpieces are the lakes, the towering trees or strange trees, the lovely, eloquent flowers, the… — Roberto Bolano Copy Share Image
I’m seventeen years old, my name is Juan García Madero, and I’m in my first semester of law school. I wanted to… — Roberto Bolano Copy Share Image
“He chose The Metamorphosis over The Trial, he chose Bartleby over Moby-Dick, he chose A Simple Heart over Bouvard and Pecuchet, and… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“Ivanov had been a party member since 1902. Back then he had tried to write stories in the manner of Tolstoy, Chekhov,… — 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
