“Style is the answer to everything. A fresh way to approach a dull or dangerous thing To do a dull thing with… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Bullfighting can be an art Boxing can be an art Loving can be an art Opening a can of sardines can be… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Art is its own excuse, and it's either Art or it's something else. It's either a poem or a piece of cheese. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Intellectuals say simple things in difficult ways. Artists say difficult things in simple ways. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
To me Art (poetry) is a continuous and continuing process and that when a man fails to write good poetry he fails… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
escape from the black widow spider is a miracle as great as art. what a web she can weave slowly drawing you… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I can hear cars on the freeway, it’s like a distant sea sludged with people while over my other shoulder, far over… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“how to do it” will never create an Art, it will never shake the old skin, it will never get us out… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Everything is so sweetly awful, so continuously sweetly awful: the art of consummation: life eating life.” — 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
great writers are indecent people they live unfairly saving the best part for paper. good human beings save the world so that… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Creation is like anything else good: You have to wait on it; ambition has killed more Artists than indolence.” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I remembered my New Orleans days, living on two five-cent candy bars a day for weeks at a time in order to… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“The Genius Of The Crowd there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average human being to supply any given army… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
A woman must be nursed into subsistence by love, where a man can become stronger by being hated." - from 'Cows in… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
After dinner or lunch or whatever it was -- with my crazy 12-hour night I was no longer sure what was what… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Style is the answer to everything. A fresh way to approach a dull or dangerous thing. To do a dull thing with… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I should think that many of our poets, the honest ones, will confess to having no manifesto. It is a painful confession… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
the way to create art is to burn and destroy ordinary concepts and to substitute them with new truths that run down… — 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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“Their Love Is Average, Seeks Average But There Is Genius In Their Hatred” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
