محمد بن

“الفارق بين الأدب الحقيقي حين يتعرض لموقف جنسي وبين الكتابة الرخيصة التي تصور المواقف الجنسية بقصد الإثارة والرواج هو نية الكاتب وفلسفته، وهذا لا يمكن الحكم عليه إلا بشعور القاريء وما خرج به من القصة أو العمل الفني، فإذا خرج من مطالعة عمل فني باحساس المتعة الجسدية فقط، وكان هذا هو كل ما ترسب في نفسك منه فأنت أمام عمل الغرض منه الاثارة الجنسية ، لأن هذا هو ما حصلته منه فعلا، ولكن عندما تبقى في نفسك مباديء أخرى تترسب من الموقف الجنسي، بمعنى أنك عندما تطالع عملاً أدبياً موضوعه الجنس ولكنه يؤدي بك إلى التفكير في شيء اجتماعي أو روحي أو فكري فإنك في هذه الحالة لا تكون أمام عمل القصد منه الإثارة الجنسية لا أكثر.”
― توفيق الحكيم, ملامح داخلية

“For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can't readily accept the God formula, the big answers don't remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command nor faith a dictum. I am my own god. We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.”
― Charles Bukowski

“Do you hate people?”

“I don't hate them...I just feel better when they're not around.”
― Charles Bukowski, Barfly

“I've never been lonely. I've been in a room -- I've felt suicidal. I've been depressed. I've felt awful -- awful beyond all -- but I never felt that one other person could enter that room and cure what was bothering me...or that any number of people could enter that room. In other words, loneliness is something I've never been bothered with because I've always had this terrible itch for solitude. It's being at a party, or at a stadium full of people cheering for something, that I might feel loneliness. I'll quote Ibsen, "The strongest men are the most alone." I've never thought, "Well, some beautiful blonde will come in here and give me a fuck-job, rub my balls, and I'll feel good." No, that won't help. You know the typical crowd, "Wow, it's Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there?" Well, yeah. Because there's nothing out there. It's stupidity. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. Let them stupidify themselves. I've never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. I hid in bars, because I didn't want to hide in factories. That's all. Sorry for all the millions, but I've never been lonely. I like myself. I'm the best form of entertainment I have. Let's drink more wine!”
― Charles Bukowski