like the fox I run with the hunted and if I’m not the happiest man on earth I’m surely the luckiest man… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I made practice runs down to skid row to get ready for my future. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Once a woman turns against you, forget it. They can love you, then something turns in them. They can watch you dying… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Wherever the crowd goes run in the other direction. They're always wrong. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I never write in the daytime. It's like running through the shopping mall with your clothes off. Everybody can see you. At… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
all that I know is that I believe in the sound of music and the running of a horse. all else is… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
you've got to burn straight up and down and then maybe sidewise for a while and have your guts scrambled by a… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
You can forgive a fool because he only runs in one direction and doesn't deceive anybody. It's the deceivers who make you… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Daddy,' my mother asked, 'aren’t we going to run out of gas?' No there’s plenty of god-damned gas.' Where are we going?'… — 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
yes, Wagner and the storm intermix with the wine as nights like this run up my wrists and up into my head… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
It will rain all this night and we will sleep transfixed by the dark water as our blood runs through our fragile… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
little sun little moon little dog and a little to eat and a little to love and a little to live for… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
There may not be a hell, but those who judge may create one. I think people are over-taught. They are over-taught everything.… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I suppose like others I have come through fire and sword, love gone wrong, head-on crashes, drunk at sea, and I have… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Homosexuals are delicate and bad poetry is delicate and [Allen] Ginsberg turned the tables by making homosexual poetry strong poetry, almost manly… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I needed a vacation. I needed 5 women. I needed to get the wax out of my ears. My car needed an… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
the way to create art is to burn and destroy ordinary concepts and to substitute them with new truths that run down… — 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
![“Homosexuals are delicate and bad poetry is delicate and [Allen] Ginsberg turned the tables by making homosexual poetry strong poetry, almost manly poetry; but in the long run, the homo will remain the homo and not the poet.” quote by Charles Bukowski](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/0f1/charles-bukowski-73_delicate_homosexuals-are-delicate-and-bad-poetry_2952094.jpg)
