“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
I lapsed into my pathetic cut-off period. Often with humans, both good and bad, my senses simply shut off, they get tired,… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I just want a hot cup of coffee,black,and I don’t want to hear about your troubles. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
The trouble with these people is that their cities have never been bombed and their mothers have never been told to shut… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Few beautiful women were willing to indicate in public that they belonged to someone. I had known enough women to realize this.… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I don't think I'll travel anymore. Travel is nothing but an inconvenience. There is always enough trouble where you are. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
That was the trouble with being a writer, that was the main trouble—leisure time, excessive leisure time. You had to wait around… — 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
