I made practice runs down to skid row to get ready for my future. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
there is always one woman to save you from another and as that woman saves you she makes ready to destroy — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
There will always be something to ruin our lives, it all depends on what or which finds us first. We are always… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
if you think they didn't go crazy in tiny rooms just like you're doing now without women without food without hope then… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
...maybe a damned good night's sleep will bring me back to a gentle sanity. But at the moment, I look about this… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I carry death in my left pocket. Sometimes I take it out and talk to it: "Hello, baby, how you doing? When… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
That's how it is with books, isn't it: They're not in a hurry. They'll wait for you till you're ready. People empty… — 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
