Quote by Charles Bukowski Download Open image ““I was like a turd that drew flies instead of like a flower that butterflies and bees desired.”” — Charles Bukowski ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.4 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“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
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“He smiled, and instead of the usual butterflies, it felt like a flock of pigeons were flapping in my tummy.” — Sadie Allen Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I fall back pretty hard on the butterflies and the flowers. What a privilege to have been around for this.” — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
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“Butterflies... not quite birds, as they were not quite flowers, mysterious and fascinating as are all indeterminate creatures” — Elizabeth Goudge Copy Share Image
“I was a caterpillar, my many limbs held tight to my body, wrapped up in a cocoon. He paved the way, eased me from… — Skye Warren Copy Share Image
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“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