“Sometimes things are just what they seem to be and that's all there is to it.” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Nuk ishte dita ime. As java ime. As muaji im. As viti im. As jeta ime, dreqi e marrtë..!” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Tell him to seek the stars and he will kill himself with climbing.” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I'm fucking the grave, I thought, I'm bringing the dead back to life...” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Mëso të mos e shkatërrosh me fjalë atë çfarë ke ndërtuar me heshtje.” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“all people start to come apart finally and there it is: just empty ashtrays in a room or wisps of hair on… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“A i urreni njerëzit? Unë nuk i urrej ata ... Unë vetëm ndjehen mirë kur ata nuk janë përreth. ” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Love is not a candle burning down. Life is. And love and life are not the same or else Love, having choice,… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts while the stupid one are full of confidence".” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“a pro does as well as he can within what he has set out to do and a madman does exceptionally well… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I do think that poetry is important though, if you don’t strive at it, if you don’t fill it full of stars… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“A mí cada vez que alguien me hablaba me entraban ganas de tirarme por la ventana o de escapar en el ascensor.… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“meanwhile I look at young girls stems flowers of chance. there must be a way. surely there must be a way that… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“the best part was pulling down the shades stuffing the doorbell with rags putting the phone in the refrigerator and going to… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“peace of mind and heart arrives when we accept what is: having been born into this strange life we must accept the… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“all theories like cliches shot to hell, all these small faces looking up beautiful and believing; I wish to weep but sorrow… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“unaccountably we are alone forever alone and it was meant to be that way, it was never meant to be any other… — 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
