“As far as Aricimboldi was concerned, Isou was a 'Romanian fuck-stick.” — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“So I ended up being an anarchist. I was the only anarchist I knew and thank god, because otherwise I would have… — Roberto Bolaño Bolano Copy Share Image
“God and chance belonged to art, eternity and labyrinths to science.” — Roberto Bolaño Art Copy Share Image
“The style was strange. The writing was clear and sometimes even transparent, but the way the stories followed one after another didn’t… — Roberto Bolaño Children 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 2666 Copy Share Image
“Everything is a burned book, my dear maestro. Music, the tenth dimension, the fourth dimension, cradles, the production of bullets and rifles,… — Roberto Bolaño Book Copy Share Image
Dreams fade with morning light, Never a morn for thee, Dreamer of dreams, goodnight. — Roberto Bolano Dream 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 Copy Share Image
“I think of all those who believed in a Latin American paradise and died in a Latin American hell.” — Roberto Bolaño Latin america Copy Share Image
“History, which is a simple whore, has no decisive moments but is a proliferation of instants, brief interludes that vie with one… — Roberto Bolaño History Copy Share Image
Poetry is the one thing that isn't contaminated, the one thing that isn't part of the game. — Roberto Bolaño Games Copy Share Image
“Did Jesus Christ, he asked, suspect that someday his church would spread to the farthest corners of Earth? Did Jesus Christ, he… — Roberto Bolaño Globalization 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 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 Literature Copy Share Image
“Posthumous: It sounds like the name of a Roman gladiator, an unconquered gladiator. At least that’s what poor Posthumous would like to… — Roberto Bolaño Courage Copy Share Image
“December 9: The Mexican literary mafia has nothing on the Mexican bookseller mafia. Bookstores visited: the Librería del Sótano, in a basement… — Roberto Bolaño Reading writing Copy Share Image
Bright colours in the west, giant butterflies dancing as night crept like a cripple toward the east. — Roberto Bolano Butterfly Copy Share Image
Metaphors are our way of losing ourselves in semblances or treading water in a sea of seeming. — Roberto Bolano Losing Copy Share Image
“The root of all my ills, thought Amalfitano sometimes, is my admiration for Jews, homosexuals, and revolutionaries (true revolutionaries, the romantics and… — Roberto Bolaño Black hole Copy Share Image
“said a hasty prayer and headed for a wooden bench, there to recover a composure more in keeping with what I was,… — Roberto Bolaño Prayer Copy Share Image
“I am being followed, I realized, with a blend of certitude and astonishment, like a soldier discovering that gangrene has taken hold… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“I have good news and bad news. The good news is there is life (of a kind) after this life. The bad… — Roberto Bolaño Bad news Copy Share Image
