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quotespile · 4 months ago
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Her silence wasn’t unpleasant, nor did it imply resentment or sadness. It was transparent, not dense. It took up almost no space.
Roberto Bolaño, 2666
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litsnaps · 6 months ago
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loneberry · 6 months ago
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“Now all I read is poetry. Poetry is the one thing that isn’t contaminated, the one thing that isn’t part of the game. I don’t know if you follow me, Professor. Only poetry—and let me be clear, only some of it—is good for you, only poetry isn’t shit.”
—Roberto Bolaño, 2666
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areadersquoteslibrary · 4 months ago
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"Something was missing. The decisive step, the bold stroke. The moment at which the larva, with a reckless smile, turns into a butterfly."
- Roberto Bolaño, ‘2666’
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mergist · 9 months ago
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"Their work, it goes without saying, is of a very low standard. They employ rhetoric where they sense a hurricane, they try to be eloquent where they sense fury unleashed, they strive to maintain the discipline of meter where there’s only a deafening and hopeless silence. They say cheep cheep, bowwow, meow meow, because they’re incapable of imagining an animal of colossal proportions, or the absence of such an animal."
Roberto Bolano, 2666
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trulyunpleasant · 2 years ago
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“No tengo mucho tiempo, estoy viviendo.”
- Roberto Bolaño, 2666
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yichelli · 1 year ago
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2666 by Roberto Bolaño designed by Charlotte Strick
hardcover: Gustave Moreau, Jupiter and Semele
paperbacks: Book 1: Jupiter and Semele, Gustave Moreau Book 2: Academy, Cy Twombly Book 3: Sea Sponges from Albertus Seba's Cabinet of Natural Curiosities
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litandlifequotes · 11 months ago
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Reading is like thinking, like praying, like talking to a friend, like expressing your ideas, like listening to other people's ideas, like listening to music, like looking at the view, like taking a walk on the beach.
2666 by Roberto Bolaño
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b-vil-bee · 9 months ago
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At the end of the day, it will always be only them 🤭🤭🤭
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algumaideia · 3 months ago
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I'm reading a webcomic called Señorita Cometa which is about a young woman that wants to rescue her friend who has been human trafficked by the mafia and the police is useless to help her friend and all the other women who have been sex trafficked.
Which is interesting to read along side 2666 specialty in the fourth part that focus more on the murders of women in Mexico.
They deal with the same topic in different moments and historical times of Mexico very differently, focusing on different aspects. The contrast is nice.
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quotespile · 5 months ago
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She was incapable of setting herself a goal and striving steadily toward it. At least, no goal was appealing or desirable enough for her to pursue it unreservedly. Used in a personal sense, the phrase ‘achieve an end’ seemed to her a small-minded snare. She preferred the word ‘life’, and, on rare occasions, ‘happiness’.
Roberto Bolaño, 2666
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pinnithin · 10 months ago
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when i cant play with my starfinder characters i make memes about them
art by me and @shannanigan-art
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attonitos-gloria · 3 months ago
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if you don't have plans and you need plans. or advice. or a guiding hand. here it is: you're going to get your hands on a copy of 2666 by roberto bolaño and you're going to read it. you're very welcome <3
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amor-barato · 4 months ago
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Falaram da sensação que ambos sentiram enquanto batiam no corpo caído. Uma mistura de sonho e desejo sexual. Desejo de foder com aquele pobre coitado? De jeito nenhum! Era, antes, como se estivessem fodendo consigo mesmos. Como se cavucassem em si mesmos. Com as unhas compridas e as mãos vazias. Mas eles, nessa espécie de sonho, cavucavam e cavucavam, rasgando tecidos, destroçando veias, danificando órgãos vitais. O que procuravam? Não sabiam.
Roberto Bolaño, in: 2666
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harveyphotography · 1 year ago
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Tramonto al Castello Aragonese - Ischia (Agosto 2023)
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cicadaland · 4 months ago
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there is literally some challengers shit going on in here
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