The wisest thing to do if you’re living in hell is to make yourself comfortable. — 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
In a more universal sense, we only get one thing. You know...a head stone if we're lucky; if not, green grass. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
You've got to know when to let a woman go if you want to keep her,and if you don't want to keep… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
The more cats you have, the longer you live. If you have a hundred cats, you'll live ten times longer than if… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
If I have any advice to anybody it's this: take up watercolor painting. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Sometimes I feel as if we are all trapped in a movie. We know our lines, where to walk, how to act,… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
If I'm an ass, I should say so. If I don't, somebody else will. If I say it first, that disarms them. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I think a man can keep on drinking for centuries, he'll never die; especially wine or beer...I like drunkards, man, because drunkards,… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
It's hot tonight and half the neighborhood is drunk. the other half is dead. if I have any advice about writing poetry… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
If I stop writing I am dead. And that's the only way I'll stop: dead. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I went to the bathroom and threw some water on my face, combed my hair. If I could only comb that face,… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I am not a man who looks for solutions in God or politics. If somebody else wants to do the dirty work… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
If it doesn't come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
If you can only remain pure in your stupidity, someday you may get a phone call from hell. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
If you can't write the next line, well, you're dead. The past doesn't matter. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
People need me. I fill them. If they can't see me for a while they get desperate, they get sick. But if… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
To not to have entirely wasted one’s life seems to be a worthy accomplishment, if only for myself. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
If I hadn't been a drunkard, I probably would have committed suicide long ago. — 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
