I take much pleasure in being alone but there is also a strange warm grace in not being alone. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Real loneliness is not necessarily limited to when you are alone. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I took no pride in my solitude; but I was dependent on it. The darkness of the room was like sunlight to… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
there is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
they simply never understand, do they, that sometimes solitude is one of the most beautiful things on earth? — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Some of my poems indicate that I am writing while living alone after a split with a woman, and I've had many… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I was a man who thrived on solitude; without it I was like another man without food or water. Each day without… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I was alone with myself. And disgusting as I was it was better than being with somebody else, anybody else, all of… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“It was the first time i had been alone for five days. I was a man who thrived on solitude; without it… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I was a man who thrived on solitude; without it I was like another man without food or water. Each day without… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I've never been lonely. I've been in a room... I've felt suicidal, I've been depressed. I've felt awful ... awful beyond all… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
beware the average man the average woman beware their love, their love is average seeks average but there is genius in their… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I've never been lonely. I've been in a room -- I've felt suicidal. I've been depressed. I've felt awful -- awful beyond… — 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
