Heart Quote by Charles Bukowski Download Open image “My heart is a thousand years old. I am not like other people.” — Charles Bukowski ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.3 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Heart My heart People Thousand Thousand years Years
My heart is a thousand years old I am not like other people… I am not like other people. I am buring in hell the hell of myself — Me Copy Share
My heart hasn't beat in almost ninety years but this was different it was like my heart was gone like I was hallow like… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
Am so much interested in winning a thousand hearts, than winning one heart. Coz that heart will be special, I will love with all… — Jacent Nakato Copy Share Image
But the truth is I gave my heart away a long time ago ALL OF IT! and I never really got it back! — Anonymous 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 going and the nudies dance on top of the bar to the mauling music. I'm under this sheet thinking. me nerves are hampered by history -- the most memorable concern of mankind is the guys it… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share
“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, put in a new rug. No, the furniture was new, too. There was a woman on the couch. She looked all right. Young. Good legs. Blonde. 'Hello,' I said, 'care for a beer?' 'Hi!' she said.… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share
“Strangers when you meet, strangers when you part -a gymnasium of bodies namelessly masturbating each other. People with no morals often considered themselves more free, but mostly they lacked the ability to feel or to love. So they became swingers. The dead fucking the dead. There was no gamble or humor in their game -it was corpse fucking corpse. Morals… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share
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
My heart jumps out of its cage to see what the fuss is about. Damn thing. Always so hopeful, but my voice hides it… — Sarah Wylie Copy Share Image
I love because there is not enough room in my heart to hate. — Rena Kornreich Gelissen Copy Share Image
The United States cannot and should not discriminate on the basis of religion. The free exercise of religion is at the very heart of… — Mike Pence Copy Share Image
Love is like that, fragile and light. No wonder it rests upon our hearts in intangible moments, bids us follow fleeting thoughts and ideas… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When we are capable of living in the moment free from the tyranny of "shoulds," free from the nagging sensation that this moment isn't… — Joan Z. Borysenko Copy Share Image
My father longed for a better life for us, and when I was nine he got a job as a heart surgeon in Belfast.… — Katie Melua Copy Share Image
Love will fan the flame, and that flame will warm the heart that's waiting. — Michael W. Smith Copy Share Image
Always have the fear of God in your heart, and remember that God is always with you, everywhere, whether you are walking or sitting. — Gennadius of Constantinople Copy Share Image
Set NOT your hearts on the flowers of this world. They shall fade and die. Prize the Rose of Sharon and the Lily of… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
