Notes of a Dirty Old Man Quotes

“There is only one place to write and that is alone at a typewriter. The writer who has to go into the streets is a writer who does not know the streets. . . when you leave your typewriter you leave your machine gun and the rats come pouring through.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“Baby, in a couple of minutes I'm going to rip off your god damned panties and show you some turkey neck you'll remember all the way to the graveside. I have a vast and curved penis, like a sickle, and many a gutted pussy has gasped come upon my callous and roach-smeared rug. First let me finish this drink.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“the soul has no skin; the soul only has insides that want to sing, finally, can't you hear it, brothers? softly, can't you hear it, brothers? a hot piece of ass and a new Cadillac ain't going to solve a god-damned thing.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“To be young is the only religion.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“Beautiful thoughts, and beautiful women never last.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“No pain means the end of feeling; each of our joys is a bargain with the devil.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“and if I have any advice to give to anybody it’s this: take up watercolor painting.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“One more drink and you're dead. This is no way to talk to a suicide head.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“it was going to be all right.
at last.
for a while.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“Experience can dull. With most men experience is a series of mistakes; the more experience you have the less you know.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“There is only one place to write and that is alone at a typewriter. A writer who has to go into the streets is a writer who does not know the streets.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“First of all read Céline; the greatest writer of 2,000 years”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“Listen, friend, he said, this whole game is just one big deck of cards. if you want to get into the game you have to take whatever comes up in the shuffle.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“an intellectual is a man who says a simple thing in a difficult way; an artist is a man who says a difficult thing in a simple way.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“is it possible to love a human being?
of course, especially if you don’t know them too well. I like to watch them through my window, walking down the street.
Stirkoff, you’re a coward.
of course, sir.
what is your definition of a coward?
a man who would think twice before fighting a lion with his bare hands.
and what is your definition of a brave man?
a man who doesn’t know what a lion is.
every man knows what a lion is.
every man assumes that he does.
and what is your definition of a fool?
a man who doesn’t realize that Time, Structure and Flesh are being mostly wasted.
who then is a wise man?
there aren’t any wise men, sir.
then there can’t be any fools. if there isn’t any night there can’t be any day; if there isn’t any white there can’t be any black.
I’m sorry, sir. I thought that everything was what it was, not depending on something else”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“I make her leave on her stockings and high heels. I am a freak. I cannot bear the human being in present state, I must be fooled. the psychiatrists must have a word for it, and I have a word for the psychiatrists.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“it was a beauty fire, it contained soul, the sides of sunshine mountains, hot streams of smiling fish, warm stockings smelling a bit like toast. I held my hand over the little flame. I had beautiful hands. that one thing I had. I had beautiful hands.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“Once in a rare lifetime have you ever been in a roomful of people who only helped you when you looked at them, listened to them. this was one of those magic times. I knew it.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“Nothing against the law ever cease to exist.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“every man believes that he can tame a nymph but it only leads to the grave — for the man.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“I talked to Miriam. She says you paint and write, you're an artist"
"at rare times I'm an artist; at most other times I'm nothing”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“That was love, that was bravery. Shit, who could really stand me? anyone who could stand me had a lot of forgiveness of soul.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“(by the way . . . I realize I switch from present to past tense, and if you don't like it . . . ram a nipple up your scrotum. -printer: leave this in.)”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“did she love you?
only as an extension of herself.
what else can love be?
the common sense to care very much for something very good. it needn't be related by bloodline. it can be a red beachball or a piece of buttered toast.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“Když chce někdo zabít Boha, znamená to, že ho chci zabít i já?”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“so we went up the hill. then we got into my room and I looked at them both. my pure and beautiful slim and magic little girl glorious fuck with the hair dangling down to the asshole, and next to her the tragedy of the ages: slime and horror, the machine gone wrong, frogs tortured by little boys and head-on car collisions and the spider taking in the ball-less buzzing fly and the landscape brain of Primo Carnera going down under the dull playboy guns of cocksure Maxie Baer — new heavyweight champ of America — I, I rushed at the Tragedy of the Ages — that fat slob of accumulated shit.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“I get very tired of the precious intellects who must speak diamonds every time they open their mouths. I get tired of battling for each space of air for the mind. that’s why I stayed away from people for so long, and now that I am meeting people, I find that I must return to my cave. there are other things beside the mind: there are insects and palm trees and pepper shakers, and I’ll have a pepper-shaker in my cave, so laugh.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“rewolucja - to brzmi bardzo romantycznie, ale takim nie jest. rewolucja to krew, flaki i obłęd; to małe dzieci, które zabito, bo akurat wlazły pod nogi; małe dzieci, które nie są w stanie zrozumieć, co się tu, do kurwy nędzy, dzieje; to twoja dziwka, to twoja żona, której bagnetem rozpruto brzuch, a potem zgwałcono w dupę na twych oczach; to ludzie, którzy kiedyś śmiali się na filmach z Myszką Miki, a teraz torturują swych pobratymców, zanim się więc na to zdecydujesz, to wcześniej zastanów się, dokąd może zaprowadzić uniesienie i co z niego zostanie, gdy już będzie po wszystkim”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“cities are built to kill people,”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“every man is afraid of being queer. I get a little tired of it. maybe we should all become queers and relax.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man