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  • My favourite books are Charles Bukowski's 'Post Office' and 'Women.' -- Alex Pettyfer
  • I discovered John Fante when I was 17 years old - strangely, not through Charles Bukowski, but through William Saroyan, who was his drinking buddy. -- Jonathan Evison
  • When I recorded my solo album, 'Keep It Hid,' in 2008, I'd gotten more interested in songwriting, inspired by reading Charles Bukowski and connecting with unfancy, interesting language. -- Dan Auerbach
  • I never could figure out how those people like Bukowski could be both carousers and writers at the same time, because to me writing takes as much destructive energy as it takes to be a really good professional drunk. -- Dan Chaon
  • In my late teens, early 20s, when I started stand-up and I was living downtown for the first time, I was deep into my blues and Bukowski phase. And, you know, that's when that's appropriate. And I grew out of it. -- Paul F. Tompkins
  • I used to lay drunk in alleys and I probably will again.Bukowski, who is he? I read about Bukowski and it doesn't seem like anything to do with me. -- Charles Bukowski
  • regret is mostly caused by not havingdone anything. -- Charles Bukowski
  • kill what you love and let it find you -- RJ Clawson
  • the gods play nofavorites. -- Charles Bukowski
  • Are you anti-black?I'm anti-everything. -- Charles Bukowski
  • I run with the hunted. -- Charles Bukowski
  • the gods seldomgivebut so quicklytake. -- Charles Bukowski
  • she wasn't veryinterestingbut few peopleare. -- Charles Bukowski
  • sometimes it's hard to knowwhat todo. -- Charles Bukowski
  • crawled like a blind slug into the web -- Charles Bukowski
  • having nothing to struggleagainstthey have nothing to strugglefor. -- Charles Bukowski
  • To create art means to be crazy aloneforever. -- Charles Bukowski
  • it does seemthe more we drinkthe better the wordsgo. -- Charles Bukowski
  • and love is a word usedtoo much andmuchtoo soon. -- Charles Bukowski
  • You're the most unknown famous man I ever met -- Charles Bukowski
  • You're the most unknown famous man I ever met. -- Charles Bukowski
  • If you have the ability to love, love yourself first. -- Charles Bukowski
  • there's no clarity.there was never meant to be clarity. -- Charles Bukowski
  • some moments are nice, some arenicer, some are even worthwritingabout. -- Charles Bukowski
  • My cock was hard, but my spirit wasn't in it. -- Charles Bukowski
  • He fell off the table like a crab looking for the sea. -- Charles Bukowski
  • the worst thing," he told me,"is bitterness, people end up sobitter. -- Charles Bukowski
  • one doesn't even think ofthe liverand if the liverdoesn't think ofus, that'sfine. -- Charles Bukowski
  • the price of creationis nevertoo high.the price of livingwith other peoplealwaysis. -- Charles Bukowski
  • Medju nama nije bilo nikakve veze, osim sto smo pili i vodili ljubav. -- Charles Bukowski
  • My heart is a thousand years old. I am not like other people. -- Charles Bukowski
  • Tell him to seek the stars and he will kill himself with climbing. -- Charles Bukowski
  • as the shadows assumeshapesI fight the slowretreatnowmy once-promisedwindlingdwindlingnowlighting new cigarettespouring moredrinksit has been a beautifulfightstillis. -- Charles Bukowski
  • where some god pissed a rain of reason to make things grow only to die, -- Charles Bukowski
  • Are there good governments and bad governments? No, there are only bad governments and worse governments. -- Charles Bukowski
  • I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a person could get. -- Charles Bukowski
  • I see a brightportionunder the overhead lightthat shades intodarknessand then into darkerdarknessand I can't see beyond that. -- Charles Bukowski
  • sometimes all we need to be able to continue aloneare the deadrattling the wallsthat close us in. -- Charles Bukowski
  • Everything you own must be able to fit inside one suitcase; then your mind might be free. -- Charles Bukowski
  • that your power of commandwith simple language wasone of the magnificent things ofour century.(from the poem: result) -- Charles Bukowski
  • she slammed the door andwas gone.I looked at the closed doorand at the doorknoband strangelyI didn't feelalone. -- Charles Bukowski
  • I never met another man I'd rather be. And even if that's a delusion, it's a lucky one. -- Bukowski
  • I never met another man I'd rather be. And even if that's a delusion, it's a lucky one. -- Bukowski
  • the world is better withoutthem.only the plants and the animals aretrue comrades.I drink to them and withthem. -- Charles Bukowski
  • I feel no grief for being called somethingwhichI am not;in fact, it's enthralling, somehow, like a goodback rub -- Charles Bukowski
  • girlsplease give yourbodies and yourlivestothe young menwhodeserve thembesidesthere isno wayI would welcometheintolerabledullsenseless hellyou would bringmeandI wish youluckin bedandoutbut notinminethankyou. -- Charles Bukowski
  • All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We're like slugs. Slug-love, I call it. -- Charles Bukowski
  • I paid, got up, walkedto the door, openedit.I heard the mansay, "that guy'snuts."out on the street Iwalked northfeelingcuriouslyhonored. -- Charles Bukowski
  • I found the best thingI could dowas just to type awayat my own workand let the dyingdieas they always have. -- Charles Bukowski
  • when you're younga pair offemalehigh-heeled shoesjust sittingalonein the closetcan fire yourbones;when you're oldit's justa pair of shoeswithoutanybodyin themandjust aswell. -- Charles Bukowski
  • Basically, that's why I wrote: to save my ass, to save my ass from the madhouse, from the streets, from myself. -- Charles Bukowski
  • How are his poems?""He's not as good as he thinks he is, but then most of us feel that way. -- Charles Bukowski
  • The centuries are sprinkled with rare magicwith divine creatureswho help us get past the common and extraordinary ills that beset us -- Charles Bukowski
  • the best part waspulling down theshadesstuffing the doorbellwith ragsputting the phonein therefrigeratorand going to bedfor 3 or 4days. and the next bestpartwasnobody evermissedme. -- Charles Bukowski
  • I didn't know who tobelievebutone thing I doknow: when a man islivingmany claim relationshipsthat are hardlysoand after he dies, well,then it's everybody'sparty. -- Charles Bukowski
  • when I drive the freeways I see the soul of humanity ofmy city and it's ugly, ugly, ugly: the living have choked theheartaway. -- Charles Bukowski
  • They took all the joy out of fucking by talking about it all the time. I liked to fuck too, but it wasn't my religion. -- Charles Bukowski
  • Genius could be the ability to say a profound thing in a simple way, or even to say a simple thing in a simpler way. -- Charles Bukowski
  • They took all the joy out of fucking by talking about it all the time. I liked to fuck too, but it wasn't my religion. -- Charles Bukowski
  • Style means no shield at all.Style means no front at all.Style means ultimate naturalness.Style means one man alone with billions of men about. -- Charles Bukowski
  • Love is not a candle burning down. Life is. And love and life are not the same or else Love, having choice, nobody would ever die. -- Charles Bukowski
  • We are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed and it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting -- 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
  • Why do we embroider everything we saywith special emphasis when all we really need to dois simply say whatneeds to he said?Of coursethe fact isthat there is very little that needsto be said. -- Charles Bukowski
  • I don't know. It's been terribly hard for me. How do I know you won't do it again?''Nobody is ever quite sure of what they will do. You aren't sure what you might do. -- Charles Bukowski
  • I wasn't a misanthrope and I wasn't a misogynist but I liked being alone. It felt good to sit alone in a small space and smoke and drink. I had always been good company for myself. -- Charles Bukowski
  • Her one drink had Cecelia giggling and talking and she was explaining that animals had souls too. Nobody challenged her opinion. It was possible, we knew. What we weren't sure of was if we had any. -- Charles Bukowski
  • The area dividing the brain and the soul Is affected in many ways by experience --Some lose all mind and become soul:insane.Some lose all soul and become mind:intellectual.Some lose both and become:accepted. -- Charles Bukowski
  • when we were kidslaying around the lawnon ourbellieswe often talkedabouthowwe'd like todieandwe allagreed on thesamething;we'd alllike to diefucking(althoughnone of ushaddone anyfucking)and nowthatwe are hardlykidsany longerwe think moreabouthownot todieandalthoughwe'rereadymost ofuswouldprefer todo italoneunder thesheetsnowthatmost ofushave fuckedour livesaway. -- Charles Bukowski
  • as long as there arehuman beings aboutthere is never going to beany peacefor any individualupon this earth (oranywhere elsethey mightescape to).all you can dois maybe grabten lucky minuteshereor maybe an hourthere.somethingis working toward youright now, andI mean youand nobody butyou. -- Charles Bukowski
  • it is so dark now with the sadness ofpeoplethey were tricked, they were taught to expect theultimate when nothing ispromisednow young girls weep alone in small roomsold men angrily swing their canes atvisions asladies comb their hair asants search for survivalhistory surrounds usand our livesslink awayinshame. -- Charles Bukowski
  • 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
  • darkness falls upon Humanityand faces become terriblethingsthat wanted more than therewas.all our days are marked withunexpectedaffronts - somedisastrous, othersless sobut the process iswearing andcontinuous.attrition rules.most givewayleavingempty spaceswhere people shouldbe.and nowas we ready to self-destructthere is very little left tokillwhich makes the tragedyless and moremuch muchmore. -- Charles Bukowski
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