Charles Bukowski

(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994 / Andernach)

Charles Bukowski Quotes

  • ''“It was better for me when I could imagine greatness in others, even if it wasnt always there.”
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    ― Charles Bukowski, The Captain is Out to Lunch and the Sailors Have Taken Over the Ship
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  • ''“Its better to do a dull thing with style than a dangerous thing without it.” ''
    ― Charles Bukowski
  • ''“I didnt have any friends at school, didnt want any. I felt better being alone. I sat on a bench and watched the others play and they looked foolish to me.”
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    ― Charles Bukowski
  • ''“The more crap you believe, the better off you are.”
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    ― Charles Bukowski
  • ''“Some people like what you do, some people hate what you do, but most people simply don’t give a damn.” ''
    ― Charles Bukowski
  • ''“Goodness can be found sometimes in the middle of hell.”
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    ― Charles Bukowski, Women
  • ''“Those faces you see every day on the streets were not created entirely without hope: be kind to them: like you they have not escaped.”
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    ― Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last
  • ''“The crazy ones only laugh when there is no reason to laugh.”
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    ― Charles Bukowski
  • ''“Now something so sad has hold of us that the breath leaves and we cant even cry.”
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    ― Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense
  • ''“I wasn’t lonely. I experienced no self-pity. I was just caught up in a life in which I could find no meaning.”
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    ― Charles Bukowski

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Best Poem of Charles Bukowski

Alone With Everybody

the flesh covers the bone
and they put a mind
in there and
sometimes a soul,
and the women break
vases against the walls
and the men drink too
much
and nobody finds the
one
but keep
looking
crawling in and out
of beds.
flesh covers
the bone and the
flesh searches
for more than
flesh.

there's no chance
at all:
we are all trapped
by a singular
fate.

nobody ever finds
the one.

the city dumps fill
the junkyards fill
the madhouses fill
the hospitals fill
the graveyards...

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What A Writer

what i liked about e.e. cummings
was that he cut away from
the holiness of the
word
and with charm
and gamble
gave us lines
that sliced through the
dung.

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