I like to change liquor stores frequently because the clerks got to know your habits if you went in night and day… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Nothing like beautiful legs. 'Cause with beautiful legs, even if you've been there only once or twice, there might be something up… — 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
The dog approached again, cautiously. I found the bologna sandwich, ripped off a chunk, wiped the cheap watery mustard off, then placed… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a person could get. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
The whole LSD, STP, marijuana, heroin, hashish, prescription cough medicine crowd suffers from the "Watchtower" itch: you gotta be with us, man,… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I can't blame her. but wonder why she's here with me? where are the other guys? how can you be lucky? having… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Fay had a spot of blood on the left side of her mouth and I took a wet cloth and wiped it… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
she is no longer the beautiful woman she was. she sends photos of herself sitting upon a rock by the ocean alone… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
That moment - to this ... may be years in the way they measure, but it's only one sentence back in my… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I guess we often get the deep blues, both of us, and wonder what it all means- the people, the buildings, the… — 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
