“Soñé que traducía al Marqués de Sade a golpes de hacha. Me había vuelto loco y vivía en un bosque.” — Roberto Bolaño Amor Copy Share Image
“Leave the book alone, pretend it doesn’t exist, forget about it, said Amalfitano, you’ve never been interested in geometry.” — Roberto Bolaño Books Copy Share Image
You run risks. That's the plain truth. You run risks and, even in the most unlikely places, you are subject to destiny's… — Roberto Bolano Destiny Copy Share Image
The American mirror, said the voice, the sad American mirror of wealth and poverty and constant useless metamorphosis, the mirror that sails… — Roberto Bolano Constant Copy Share Image
For a moment the two of them looked at each other, wordless, as if they were asleep and their dreams had converged… — Roberto Bolano Aliens Copy Share Image
I'd obviously never heard of the group, but my ignorance in literary matters is to blame for that (every book in the… — Roberto Bolano Blame Copy Share Image
“Then they talked about freedom and evil, about the highways of freedom where evil is like a Ferrari.” — Roberto Bolaño Freedom 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 Chance Copy Share Image
“Listen: I don't have anything against autobiographies, so long as the writer has a penis that's twelve inches long when erect. So… — Roberto Bolaño Autobiographies Copy Share Image
“La literatura se parece mucho a la pelea de los samuráis, pero un samurái no pelea contra otro samurái: pelea contra un… — Roberto Bolaño Amor Copy Share Image
“Amalfitano remembered a time when he believed that nothing happened by chance, everything happened for some reason, but when was that time?… — Roberto Bolaño Time Copy Share Image
“A rather small statue of Ernesto Cardenal shall stand in a Nicaraguan square in the year 2018. But all statues tumble eventually,… — Roberto Bolaño Divine intervention Copy Share Image
“He dreamed that he and Elvira Campos lived together in a cabin in the mountains. The cabin didn't have electricity or running… — Roberto Bolaño Dreamed Copy Share Image
“[A]nd the wizened youth trembles more and more violently, wrinkles his nose and then pounces on the story. But only I know… — Roberto Bolaño Laugh Copy Share Image
“If volition is bound to social imperatives, as William James believed, and it's therefore easier to go to war than it is… — Roberto Bolaño Quit smoking Copy Share Image
“When he went into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror, he thought his features were changing. I look like… — Roberto Bolaño Mirror Copy Share Image
“My friend (if I may still call him that) believed in humanity, and so he also believed in order, in the order… — Roberto Bolaño Coincidence Copy Share Image
“I saw the way my eyes looked then, saw them with the eyes I have now, and I heard my cry once… — Roberto Bolaño Fondness Copy Share Image
“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 Bolano Copy Share Image
“I paid the taxi driver, got out with my suitcase, surveyed my surroundings, and just as I was turning to ask the… — Roberto Bolaño Alone Copy Share Image
“The heart of the matter is whether knowing evil (or sin or crime or whatever you want to call it) is random… — Roberto Bolaño Destiny Copy Share Image
“Anyway, these ideas or feelings or ramblings had their satisfactions. They turned the pain of others into memories of one’s own. They… — Roberto Bolaño Freedom Copy Share Image
“They talked about what they’d felt as they rained blows on the fallen body. A combination of sleepiness and sexual desire. Desire… — Roberto Bolaño Empty hands Copy Share Image
“He was an atheist and it had been years since he read a book, despite the fact that he had amassed a… — Roberto Bolaño Atheism Copy Share Image
“There must be many books, many lovely pines, to shield from hungry eyes the book that really matters, the wretched cave of… — Roberto Bolaño Book Copy Share Image
“Besides Archimboldi, there was one thing Morini, Pelletier, and Espinoza had in common. All three had iron wills. Actually, they had one… — Roberto Bolaño Later Copy Share Image
“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 Incomplete Copy Share Image
“Life left us all where we were meant to be or where it was convenient to leave us and then forgot us,… — Roberto Bolaño Left Copy Share Image
Nothing happened today. And if anything did, I’d rather not talk about it, because I didn’t understand it. — Roberto Bolano Today Copy Share Image
“The University of Santa Teresa was like a cemetery that suddenly begins to think, in vain. It also was like an empty… — Roberto Bolaño Cemetery 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… — Roberto Bolaño Books 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 Book Copy Share Image
“Maybe "warehouses" equals "mothers", a wide margin of error is permissible when you're dealing with super-impositions.” — Roberto Bolaño Impositions Copy Share Image
“He turned his face into the stream of water and closed his eyes. I'm not as sad as I'd have thought, he… — Roberto Bolaño Closed eyes Copy Share Image
Bright colours in the west, giant butterflies dancing as night crept like a cripple toward the east. — Roberto Bolano Butterflies Copy Share Image
But every single damn thing matters! Only we don't realize. We just tell ourselves that art runs on one track and life,… — Roberto Bolano Art Copy Share Image
They could read him, they could study him, they could pick him apart, but they couldn't laugh or be sad with him… — Roberto Bolano Books Copy Share Image
I kept having dreams all night. I thought they were touching me with their fingers. But dreams don't have fingers, they have… — Roberto Bolano Dream 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 Clear Copy Share Image
“…dazzled by the shine of their own virtue, a shine that might not last (since virtue, once recognized in a flash, has… — Roberto Bolaño Virtue Copy Share Image