Roberto Bolaño

Nothing is ever behind us.

— Roberto Bolano

“All horrors are dulled by routine.”

— Roberto Bolaño

Every hundred feet the world changes

— Roberto Bolano

“And I thought:History is like a horror story.”

— Roberto Bolaño

“Happy are those who own nothing.”

— Roberto Bolaño

“One day I'll die of cancer.”

— Roberto Bolaño

If life is misery, why do we endure it?

— Roberto Bolano

One should read Borges more.

— Roberto Bolano

“I think of all those who believed in a Latin American paradise and died in a Latin American hell.”

— Roberto Bolaño

We're artists too, but we do a good job hiding it, don't we?

— Roberto Bolano

“The brief sound is like a color swallowed by a crack. But what color?”

— Roberto Bolaño

I'm an educated man, the prisons I know are subtle ones.

— Roberto Bolano

“Her eyes like the ideal geography book: maps of pure nightmare. "The Ghost of Edna Lieberman”

— Roberto Bolaño

“What am I guilty of, then? Of having loved and continuing to love- no, not of loving: of longing.”

— Roberto Bolaño

“...posterity was a vaudeville joke audible only to those with front-row seats...”

— Roberto Bolano

“Philip K. Dick died and now we only need what is strictly necessary.”

— Roberto Bolaño

Nothing happened today. And if anything did, I’d rather not talk about it, because I didn’t understand it.

— Roberto Bolano

“The University of Santa Teresa was like a cemetery that suddenly begins to think, in vain. It also was like an empty…

— Roberto Bolaño

“Life left us all where we were meant to be or where it was convenient to leave us and then forgot us,…

— Roberto Bolaño

“This story is very simple, although it could have been very complicated. Also, it's incomplete, because stories like this don't have an…

— Roberto Bolaño

“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

“There must be many books, many lovely pines, to shield from hungry eyes the book that really matters, the wretched cave of…

— Roberto Bolaño

“Besides Archimboldi, there was one thing Morini, Pelletier, and Espinoza had in common. All three had iron wills. Actually, they had one…

— Roberto Bolaño

Death, in the Eastern tradition, was only a passage. What wasn't clear ... was toward what place, what reality, that passage led.

— Roberto Bolano

“Morini read the letter three times. With a heavy heart, he thought how wrong Norton was when she said her love and…

— Roberto Bolaño

“but inside she could feel herself starting to scream, or rather, she could feel, and see, the diving line between not-screaming and…

— Roberto Bolaño

“I possessed only a book, which I carried in my small backpack. Suddenly, while I was walking, the book began to burn.…

— Roberto Bolaño

“This is my last communique from the planet of the monsters. Never again will I immerse myself in literature's bottomless cesspools. I…

— Roberto Bolaño

“I don't know what I'm doing in Santa Teresa," Amalfitano said to himself after he'd been living in the city for a…

— Roberto Bolaño

What twisted people we are. How simple we seem, or at least pretend to be in front of others, and how twisted…

— Roberto Bolano

Of what is lost, irretrievably lost, all I wish to recover is the daily availability of my writing, lines capable of grasping…

— Roberto Bolano

“My gift to you will be an abyss, she said, but it will be so subtle you’ll perceive it only after many…

— Roberto Bolaño

“What a sad paradox, though Amalfitano. Now even bookish pharmacists are afraid to take on the great, imperfect, torrential works, books that…

— Roberto Bolaño

“Espinoza experienced something similar, though slightly different in two respects. First, the need to be near Liz Norton struck some time before…

— Roberto Bolaño

“He rode well. I'm a good horsewoman, but he was good as I was or maybe better, I don't know. At the…

— Roberto Bolaño

“The first conversation began awkwardly, although Espinoza had been expecting Pelletier's call, as if both men found it difficult to say what…

— Roberto Bolaño

“December 9: The Mexican literary mafia has nothing on the Mexican bookseller mafia. Bookstores visited: the Librería del Sótano, in a basement…

— Roberto Bolaño

“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

“I paid the taxi driver, got out with my suitcase, surveyed my surroundings, and just as I was turning to ask the…

— Roberto Bolaño

“The heart of the matter is whether knowing evil (or sin or crime or whatever you want to call it) is random…

— Roberto Bolaño