unless it comes out of your soul like a rocket, unless being still would drive you to madness or suicide or murder,… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Well, if the funeral was mine I’d have to be on time. If the wedding was mine it would be my funeral.”… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“The good times were over. Nobody gave a shit and nobody had any money and if they had any, they kept it.” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Well it’s good to have a car like that, once in a while somebody’ll say, ‘why don’t you come over for dinner?’… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“it never happened but it seemed like there were times when rot stopped waited like a streetcar at a signal.” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I guess the only time most people think about injustice is when it happens to them. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I'm not going to make it, but you laugh inside… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
We’ve died so many times now that we can only wonder why we still care. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“But trouble and pain were what kept a man alive. Or trying to avoid trouble and pain. It was a full time… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“The young will never know how recklessly we went from bed to bed, from body to body, from night to night. it… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I made practice runs down to skid row to get ready for my future. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
as a child i suppose i was not quite normal. my happiest times were when i was left alone in the house… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
There are times when those eyes inside your brain stare back at you. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I went over to see Marina two or three or four times a week. I knew as long as I could see… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I could stay here, I thought, make money at the track while she nurses me over the bad moments, rubs oil on… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
some moments are nice, some are nicer, some are even worth writing about. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
When I was young I was depressed all the time. But suicide no longer seemed a possibility in my life. At my… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I drank for some time, three or four days. I couldn't get myself to read the want ads. The thought of sitting… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I’ve had so many knives stuck into me, when they hand me a flower I can’t quite make out what it is.… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
This is very important -- to take leisure time. Pace is the essence. Without stopping entirely and doing nothing at all for… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“there’s all that time to eat drink and wait on death like everybody else.” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
and our few good times will be rare because we have the critical sense and are not easy to fool with laughter — 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
