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    Charles Bukowski
    “Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I'm not going to make it, but you laugh inside — remembering all the times you've felt that way.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #2
    Charles Bukowski
    “Boring damned people. All over the earth. Propagating more boring damned people. What a horror show. The earth swarmed with them.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #3
    Charles Bukowski
    “I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often.”
    Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness

  • #4
    Charles Bukowski
    “I will remember the kisses
    our lips raw with love
    and how you gave me
    everything you had
    and how I
    offered you what was left of
    me,
    and I will remember your small room
    the feel of you
    the light in the window
    your records
    your books
    our morning coffee
    our noons our nights
    our bodies spilled together
    sleeping
    the tiny flowing currents
    immediate and forever
    your leg my leg
    your arm my arm
    your smile and the warmth
    of you
    who made me laugh
    again.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #5
    Charles Bukowski
    “A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.”
    Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last

  • #6
    Charles Bukowski
    “in that drunken place
    you would
    like to hand your heart to her
    and say
    touch it
    but then
    give it back.”
    Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last

  • #7
    Charles Bukowski
    “you've got to burn
    straight up and down
    and then maybe sidewise
    for a while
    and have your guts
    scrambled by a
    bully
    and the demonic
    ladies,
    you've got to run
    along the edge of
    madness
    teetering,
    you've got to starve
    like a winter
    alleycat,
    you've go to live
    with the imbecility
    of at least a dozen
    cities,
    then maybe
    maybe
    maybe
    you might know
    where you are
    for a tiny
    blinking
    moment.”
    Charles Bukowski, Bone Palace Ballet: New Poems

  • #8
    Charles Bukowski
    “I couldn't get myself to read the want ads. The thought of sitting in front of a man behind a desk and telling him that I wanted a job, that I was qualified for a job, was too much for me. Frankly, I was horrified by life, at what a man had to do simply in order to eat, sleep, and keep himself clothed. So I stayed in bed and drank. When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment it didn't have you by the throat.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #9
    Charles Bukowski
    “so it's always a process of letting go, one way or another”
    Charles Bukowski, The Roominghouse Madrigals: Early Selected Poems, 1946-1966

  • #10
    Charles Bukowski
    “one can never be sure whether it's good poetry or bad acid”
    Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell

  • #11
    Charles Bukowski
    “I didn't have any friends at school, didn't want any. I felt better being alone. I sat on a bench and watched the others play and they looked foolish to me.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #12
    Charles Bukowski
    “I can never drive my car over a bridge without thinking of suicide.
    I can never look at a lake or an ocean without thinking of suicide.”
    Charles Bukowski, The Captain is Out to Lunch and the Sailors Have Taken Over the Ship

  • #13
    Charles Bukowski
    “It began as a mistake.”
    Charles Bukowski, Post Office

  • #14
    Charles Bukowski
    “People who believe in politics are like people who believe in God: they are sucking wind through bent straws.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #15
    Charles Bukowski
    “the way to create art is to burn and destroy
    ordinary concepts and to substitute them
    with new truths that run down from the top of the head
    and out of the heart”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #16
    Charles Bukowski
    “The less I needed, the better I felt.”
    Charles Bukowski



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