It was like the beginning of life and laughter. It was the real meaning of the sun — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
… and we are in bed together laughing and we don’t care about anything. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Hemingway and Saroyan had the line, the magic of it. The problem was that Hemingway didn't know how to laugh and Saroyan… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
That the young rich smell the stink of the poor and learn to find it a bit amusing. They had to laugh,… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Turgenev was a very serious fellow but he could make me laugh because a truth first encountered can be very funny. When… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Dear child, I only did to you what the sparrow did to you; I am old when it is fashionable to be… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I will remember the kisses our lips raw with love and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
It was sad, it was sad, it was sad. When Betty came back we didn't sing or laugh, or even argue. We… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
There's nothing to stop a man from writing unless that man stops himself. If a man truly desires to write, then he… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
and I laugh, I can still laugh, who can't laugh when the whole thing is so ridiculous that only the insane, the… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
my 6 foot goddess makes me laugh the laughter of the mutilated who still need love... she has saved me from everything… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
The Laughing Heart your life is your life don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission. be on the watch. there are… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can't readily accept… — 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
“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
