December 2010
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What a sad paradox, thought Amalfitano. Now even the bookish pharmacists are...
– From Roberto Bolaño’s 2666
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2666: Finished
I’ve just finished reading Roberto Bolaño’s 2666. I’m kind of in a daze, but then again I’m always in a daze after finishing books. Here, though, there’s just so much to digest. Unlike previous recent epics I’ve read - The Wind-Up Bird Chronicles and The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay come to mind - I’m unsure what 2666 was even about. The five...
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It is curious that physical courage should be so common in the world and moral...
– Mark Twain (via thoughtsdetained)
All revolutions degenerate into governments.
– Mexican proverb
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2666: Fame
From Roberto Bolaño’s 2666, in post-WWII Cologne, following the acceptance of his first novel by a publishing house in Hamburg, Hans Reiter, now Benno von Archimboldi, on fame.
“Until that moment Archimboldi had never thought about fame. Hitler was famous. Göring was famous. The people he loved or remembered fondly weren’t famous, they just satisfied certain needs. Döblin was is...
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What is it I want you to do? asked the congresswoman. I want you to write about...
– Roberto Bolaño’s 2666
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2666: Elvira Campos
From Roberto Bolaño’s epic novel, a paragraph about the lover of a police detective who is haunted by a recent case involving the torture, rape, and murder of two girls. A minor character living in a city gripped by a never-ending string of murdered women. Though not directly about Bolaño’s favorite subjects - Santa Teresa, a city based on Juárez, or the desert - the paragraph is a...
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Returning to 2666
When I left for Europe three months ago, I considered taking Roberto Bolaño’s 2666 with me. I was about a third of the way through the fourth section, and really didn’t want to stop reading it. The intensity, fluidity, beauty of the writing had hooked me. Four hundred pages in, I felt like I was in the middle of the best kind of prose poem. But lugging around a giant book just...
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