Bohumil Hrabal

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I can be by myself because I'm never lonely; I'm simply alone, living in my heavily populated solitude, a harum-scarum of infinity and eternity, and Infinity and Eternity seem to take a liking to the likes of me

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He was a gentle and sensitive soul, and therefore had a short temper, which is why he went straight after everything with an ax

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Lost in my dreams, I somehow cross at the traffic signals, bumping into street lamps or people, yet moving onward, exuding fumes of beer and grime, yet smiling, because my briefcase is full of books and that very night I expect them to tell me things about myself I don't know

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Writing is a defence against boredom, but it's also a cure for melancholy

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y es que yo puedo permitirme el lujo de abandonarme porque nunca estoy abandonado, estoy solo para poder vivir en una soledad poblada de pensamientos,