Banion wondered which was worse - being sodomized by aliens, or having to sit through two hours of Charles Ives. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even during the day with… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Learn, he says, that there will be hours, days and months ahead of feeling absolutely terrible and nothing can change that; neither… — 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
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
But my whole life has been a matter of fighting for one simple hour to do what I want to do. There… — 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
