We are Born like this Into this Into these carefully mad wars Into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness Into… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
great writers are indecent people they live unfairly saving the best part for paper. good human beings save the world so that… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Most people are much better at saying things in letters than in conversation, and some people can write artistic, inventive letters, but… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
the tired sunsets and the tired people - it takes a lifetime to die and no time at all. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
There is nothing that teaches you more than regrouping after failure and moving on. Yet most people are stricken with fear. They… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
All our days are marked with/ unexpected/ affronts--some/ disastrous, others/ less so/ but the process is/ wearing and/ continuous./ Attrition rules./ Most… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I have one problem, I don’t hate people. They disgust me and I want to get away from them. I do not… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I've never been lonely. I've been in a room... I've felt suicidal, I've been depressed. I've felt awful ... awful beyond all… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
People who believe in politics are like people who believe in God: they are sucking wind through bent straws. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
There's nothing to mourn about death any more than there is to mourn about the growing of a flower. What is terrible… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
People just don't know how to write down a simple easy line. It's difficult for them; it's like trying to keep a… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
People in love often become edgy, dangerous. They lose their sense of perspective. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
People don't need love. What they need is success in one form or another. It can be love but it needn't be. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Bad poetry is caused by people who sit down and think, Now I am going to write a Poem. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
People were interesting at first. Then later, slowly but surely, all the flaws and madness would manifest themselves. I would become less… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
With me, my main vision for life was to avoid as many people as possible. The less people I saw the better… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I often carry things to read so that I will not have to look at the people. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
There's a small balcony here, the door is open and I can see the lights of the cars on the Harbor Freeway… — 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
I walked around the block twice, passed 200 people and failed to see a human being. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
When I'm drinking around people, I tend to get silly or pugnacious or wild, which can cause problems. — 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
