I don't carry notebooks and I don't consciously store ideas. I try not to think that I am a writer and I… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I didn't like parties.I didn't know how to dance and people frightened me, especially people at parties. They attempted to be sexy… — 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
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
Love is a horse with a broken leg trying to stand while 45,000 people watch. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I got lost somehow, began staring up her legs. I was always a leg man. It was the first thing I saw… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
dont undress my love you might find a mannequin dont undress the mannequin you might find love. shes long ago forgotten me.… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
The role of the poet is almost nothing...drearily nothing. And when he steps outside of his boots and tries to get tough… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
My flesh looked like it wasn't trying. It looked like it hated being part of me. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
not writing is not good but trying to write when you can't is worse. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
magic persists without us no matter what we may do to try to spoil it — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I'm going to open another vottle. not a vottle, but a bottle. you open it and I'll drink it. and you try… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Love is all right for those who can handle the psychic overload. It's like trying to carry a full garbage can on… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“The dead do not need aspirin or sorrow, I suppose. but they might need rain. not shoes but a place to walk.… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I mean, if you’re going to try you might as well fight for the whole enchilada” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
It was too much. The comfortable people made comfortable jokes about weather and things but I sat mostly silent saying a word… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I was young I was so young it hurt like a knife inside because there was no alternative except to hide as… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the… — 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 park grass looked greener, the park benches looked better and the flowers were trying harder. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
If you are going to try, go all the way or don't even start. If you follow it you will be alive… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
well, i don't know about you but I'm going to try everything! War, women, travel, marriage, children, the works. [...]. I want… — 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
If you're going to try, go all the way. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives, jobs and maybe your mind. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I was fighting a small fight of my own which wasn't leading anywhere-but like a man with a bent spoon trying to… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Sometimes a man doesn’t know what to do about things and sometimes it’s best to lie very still and try not to… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Somebody at one of these places asked me: "What do you do? How do you write, create?" You don't, I told them.… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Meanwhile the 3 a.m. drunks of the world would lay in their beds, trying in vain to sleep, and deserving that rest,… — 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
![“The role of the poet is almost nothing...drearily nothing. And when he steps outside of his boots and tries to get tough as our dear Ezra [Pound] did, he will get his pink little ass slapped.” quote by Charles Bukowski](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/603/charles-bukowski-73_ass_the-role-of-the-poet-is-almost-nothing-d_484597.jpg)
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