young or old, good or bad, I don't think anything dies as slow and as hard as a writer. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
I guess for me Hemingway is a lot like it is for others: he goes down well when we are young. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“What is your advice to young writers?” “Drink, fuck and smoke plenty of cigarettes.” — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
When a writer is swayed with his fame and his fortune, you can float him down the river with the turds. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“There's no point in writing my kind of stuff, when they're printing that kind of stuff. So I gave up and started… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Some people have written that my writing has helped them go on. It has helped me too. The writing, the roses, the… — 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
If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it’s your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
A dry period for me means perhaps going two or three nights without writing. I probably have dry periods but I'm not… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Writing is like going to bed with a beautiful woman and afterwards she gets up, goes to her purse and gives me… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
There is only one place to write and that is alone at a typewriter. The writer who has to go into the… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“There is a time to stop reading, there is a time to STOP trying to WRITE, there is a time to kick… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
The public takes from a writer, or a writing, what it needs and lets the remainder go. but what they take is… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“A good writer knew when not to write. Anybody could type. Not that I was a good typist; also I couldn't spell… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“then sit down and write or stand up and write but write no matter what the other people are doing, no matter… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“The truth, however, was that there was very little greatness. It was almost nonexistent, invisible. But you could be sure that the… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
he asked, "what makes a man a writer?" "well," I said, "it's simple, it's either you get it down on paper or… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“I walked around the library looking for books. I pulled them off the shelves, one by one. But they were all tricks.… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Yes?’ he asked, looking at me over the sheet. ‘I’m a writer temporarily down on my inspirations.’ ‘Oh, a writer, eh?’ ‘Yes.’… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“another hot summer night as I sit here and play at being a writer again. and the worst thing of course is… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
And if there is anybody out there who is crazy enough to want to become a writer, I'd say go ahead, spit… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“There is a problem with writers. If what a writer wrote was published and sold many, many copies, the writer thought he… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“So you want to be a writer if it doesn’t come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it.… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Writing was never work for me. It had been the same for as long as I could remember: turn on the radio… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
There were always men looking for jobs in America. There were always all these usable bodies. And I wanted to be a… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Writing is something that you don't know how to do. You sit down and it's something that happens, or it may not… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Yes, I know what you mean about writing and writers. We seem to have lost the target. Writers seem to write to… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
There's nothing to stop a man from writing unless that man stops himself. If a man truly desires to write, then he… — 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
