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Charles Bukowski quotes

American Author, Writer, Poet August 16, 1920 – March 9, 1994

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Turgenev was a very serious fellow but he could make me laugh because a truth first encountered can be very funny. When someone else's truth is the same as your truth, and he seems to be saying it just for you, that's great. Charles Bukowski
Well, people got attatched. Once you cut the umbilical cord they attatched to the other things. Sight, sound, sex, money, mirages, mothers, masturbation, murder, and Monday morning hangovers. Charles Bukowski
Charles Bukowski quote: "she was consumed by 3 simple things: drink, despair,..."
she was consumed by 3 simple things: drink, despair, loneliness; and 2 more: youth and beauty Charles Bukowski
the beautiful are found in the edge of a room crumpled into spiders and needles and silence and we can never understand why they left, they were so beautiful. they dont make it, the beautiful die young and leave the ugly to their ugly lives. Charles Bukowski
Lydia came back to bed. We didn't kiss each other. We weren't going to have sex. I felt weary. I listened to the crickets. I don't know how much time went by. I was almost asleep, not quite, when Lydia suddenly sat straight up in bed. And she screamed. It was a loud scream. "What is it?" I asked. "Be quiet." I waited. Lydia sat there without moving, for what seemed to be about ten minutes. Then she fell back on her pillow. "I saw God," she said, "I just saw God." "Listen, you bitch, you are... Charles Bukowski
There is a place in the heart that will never be filled; a space. And even during the best moments, and the greatest times, we will know it. Charles Bukowski
There's nothing to mourn about death any more than there is to mourn about the growing of a flower. What is terrible is not death but the lives people live or don't live up until their death. Dumb fuckers. Their minds are full of shit. They swallow God without thinking, they swallow country without thinking. Soon they forget how to think, they let others think for them. They look ugly, they talk ugly, they walk ugly. Most people's deaths are a sham. There's nothing left to die. Charles Bukowski
whiskey makes the heart beat fasterbut it sure doesn't help themind and isn't it funny how you can ache justfrom the deadly drone ofexistence? Charles Bukowski
The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even during the day with covers pulled up to my chin. It was good in there, nothing ever occurred in there, no people, nothing. Charles Bukowski
The street to my left was backed up with traffic and I watched the people waiting patiently in the cars. The was almost always a man and a women, staring straight ahead, not talking. It was, finally, for everyone, a matter of witing. You waited and you waited- for the hospital, the doctor, the plumber, the madhouse, the jail, papa death himself. First the signal red, then the signal was green. The citizens of the world ate food and watched t. v. and worried about their jobs or lack of the... Charles Bukowski
Charles Bukowski quote: "Lighting new cigarettes, pouring moredrinks. It has been a..."
Lighting new cigarettes, pouring moredrinks. It has been a beautiful fight. Stillis. Charles Bukowski
... maybe a damned good night's sleep will bring me back to a gentle sanity. But at the moment, I look about this room and, like myself, it's all in disarray: things fallen out of place, cluttered, jumbled, lost, knocked over and I can't put it straight, don'twant to. Perhaps living through these petty days will get us ready for the dangerous ones. Charles Bukowski
Christmas poem to a man in jailhello Bill Abbott: I appreciate your passing around my books injail there, my poems and stories. if I can lighten the load for some of those guys withmy books, fine. but literature, you know, is difficult for theaverage man to assimilate (and for the unaverage man too); I don't like most poetry, for example, so I write mine the way I like to read it. Charles Bukowski
And if you decide to kill somebody, make it anybody and not somebody: some men are made of more special, precious parts: do not kill if you will a president or a King or a man behind a desk -these have heavenly longitudesenlightened attitudes. If you decide, take uswho stand and smoke and glower; we are rusty with sadnessandfeverishwith climbing broken ladders Charles Bukowski
In the old days, before I was married, or knew a lot of women, I would just pull down all the shades and go to bed for three or four days. I'd get up to shit. I'd eat a can of beans, go back to bed, just stay there for three or four days. Then I'd put on my clothes and I'd walk outside, and the sunlight was brilliant, and the sounds were great. I felt powerful, like a recharged battery. But you know the first bring-down? The first human face I saw on the sidewalk, I lost half my charge right... Charles Bukowski

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