Charles Bukowski Quotes
''If you want to know who your friends are, get yourself a jail sentence.''Charles Bukowski (1920-1994), U.S. author, poet. Notes From a Dirty Old Man (1969).
''The pest, in a sense, is a very superior being to us: he knows where to find us and howusually in the bath or in sexual intercourse or asleep.''Charles Bukowski (b. 1920), U.S. author, poet. "Notes on the Pest," Tales of Ordinary Madness (1967).
''You begin saving the world by saving one man at a time; all else is grandiose romanticism or politics.''Charles Bukowski (1920-1994), U.S. author, poet. "Too Sensitive," Tales of Ordinary Madness (1967).
''Show me a man who lives alone and has a perpetually clean kitchen, and 8 times out of 9 I'll show you a man with detestable spiritual qualities.''Charles Bukowski (b. 1920), U.S. author, poet. "Too Sensitive," Tales of Ordinary Madness (1967).
''“Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.” ''
''“Do you hate people?”Charles Bukowski, Barfly
“I dont hate them...I just feel better when theyre not around.” ''
''“For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who cant readily accept the God formula, the big answers dont 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
''“Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, Im not going to make it, but you laugh inside — remembering all the times youve felt that way.” ''Charles Bukowski
''“what matters most is how well you walk through the fire”''Charles Bukowski
''“Were all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesnt. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.” ''Charles Bukowski
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An Almost Made Up Poem
I see you drinking at a fountain with tiny
blue hands, no, your hands are not tiny
they are small, and the fountain is in France
where you wrote me that last letter and
I answered and never heard from you again.
you used to write insane poems about
ANGELS AND GOD, all in upper case, and you
knew famous artists and most of them
were your lovers, and I wrote back, it' all right,
go ahead, enter their lives, I' not jealous
because we' never met. we got close once in
New Orleans, one half block, but never met, never
touched. so you went with the famous and ...
these things that we support most well
have nothing to do with up,
and we do with them
out of boredom or fear or money
or cracked intelligence;
our circle and our candle of light
so small we cannot bear it,
we heave out with Idea