It will rain all this night and we will sleep transfixed by the dark water as our blood runs through our fragile… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
In my next life I want to be a cat. To sleep 20 hours a day and wait to be fed. To… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Meanwhile the 3 a.m. drunks of the world would lay in their beds, trying in vain to sleep, and deserving that rest,… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I decided to stay in bed until noon. Maybe by then half the world would be dead and it would only be… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I want to let her know though that all the nights sleeping beside her even the useless arguments were things ever splendid… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Human relationships are strange. I mean, you are with one person a while, eating and sleeping and living with them, loving them,… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I wasn't sleeping on the streets at night. Of course, there were a lot of good people sleeping in the streets. They… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I was naturally a loner, content just to live with a woman, eat with her, sleep with her, walk down the street… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
There's nothing to stop a man from writing unless that man stops himself. If a man truly desires to write, then he… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I could see the road ahead of me. I was poor and I was going to stay poor. But I didn't particularly… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I couldn't get myself to read the want ads. The thought of sitting in front of a man behind a desk and… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Are people crazy? People waited all their lives. They waited to live, they waited to die. They waited in line to buy… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too clever, I only let him out at night… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
and when love came to us twice and lied to us twice we decided to never love again that was fair fair… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
There's no light at the end of the tunnel, there isn't even a tunnel. The best thing I can do is get… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“nerves twitching in the sheets -- to face the sunlight again, that's clearly trouble. I like the city better when the neon… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“my father always said, “early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise.” it was lights out… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
little sun little moon little dog and a little to eat and a little to love and a little to live for… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
...maybe a damned good night's sleep will bring me back to a gentle sanity. But at the moment, I look about this… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I will remember the kisses our lips raw with love and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
It was sad, it was sad, it was sad. When Betty came back we didn't sing or laugh, or even argue. We… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“In the old days, before I was married, or knew a lot of women, I would just pull down all the shades… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I had no interests. I had no interest in anything. I had no idea how I was going to escape. At least… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“sometimes when everything seems at its worst when all conspires and gnaws and the hours, days, weeks years seem wasted – stretched there upon… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share
well, death says, as he walks by, I'm going to get you anyhow no matter what you've been: writer, cab-driver, pimp, butcher, sky-diver, I'm… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share
“There is only one place to write and that is alone at a typewriter. A writer who has to go into the streets is… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share
Even the stove and the refrigerator looked human, I mean good human - they seemed to have arms and voices and they said, hang… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share
“nerves twitching in the sheets -- to face the sunlight again, that's clearly trouble. I like the city better when the neon lights are… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share
“Their Love Is Average, Seeks Average But There Is Genius In Their Hatred” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share
“I climbed the stairway (there was no elevator) and put the key in. The door swung open. Somebody had changed all the furniture around,… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share
“Strangers when you meet, strangers when you part -a gymnasium of bodies namelessly masturbating each other. People with no morals often considered themselves more… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share
I like to change liquor stores frequently because the clerks got to know your habits if you went in night and day and bought… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share
“I was like a turd that drew flies instead of like a flower that butterflies and bees desired. I wanted to live alone,I felt… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share
I went home each night dizzy and sick. He was murdering me with the sound of his voice. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share
“the nights you fight best are when all the weapons are pointed at you, when all the voices hurl their insults while the dream… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share
