“when I drive the freeways I see the soul of humanity of my city and it's ugly, ugly, ugly: the living have… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
The male, for all his bravado and exploration, is the loyal one, the one who generally feels love. The female is skilled… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I have, he went on, betrayed myself with belief, deluded myself with love tricked myself with sex. the bottle is damned faithful,… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Women were meant to suffer; no wonder they asked for constant declarations of love.” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I don’t understand people, never will. It looks like I got to travel pretty much alone. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“the world is better without them. only the plants and the animals are true comrades. I drink to them and with them.” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“there is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“and you go on toward your ocean, the cigar biting your lips the way love used to.” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“sometimes all we need to be able to continue alone are the dead rattling the walls that close us in.” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Wherever the crowd goes run in the other direction. They're always wrong. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I found the best thing I could do was just to type away at my own work and let the dying die… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I am aware that a computer can’t create a poem, but neither can a typewriter. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“She had wild eyes, slightly insane. She also carried an overload of compassion that was real enough and which obviously cost her… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I will remember the hours of kisses our lips raw with love and how you offered me your cunt your soul your… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I'll get back to the whores and the horses and the booze, while there's time. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I didn't know who to believe but one thing I do know: when a man is living many claim relationships that are… — 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
