Bukowski Quote by Charles Bukowski

“But me, my jeans, tank, boots and socks, commando and braless, walked right out the door and, like we had many, many times before,…

— Kristen Ashley

“I sprinted down the alley, not fast enough to avoid the cold water rolling down my back, with a childlike shriek. I caught his…

— Veronica Roth

“She could turn away and say that they had nothing to do with her, or she could accept that they had somehow touched her…

— Alexander McCall Smith

“I brushed my hands on the pockets of my jeans, still marvelling at the fact I wasn't wearing a gown. And that I had…

— Allison Pang

“My gaze dipped and ran over her legs. legs unbelievable long for someone so short... and those shorts were short. tiny pockets, too. Yeah,…

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

“He stood and slipped into his jeans, leaving the waist unsnapped as he made his way to the plane in that loose, lanky stride…

— R.C. Ryan

“You were tossed away like a pair of beautiful, brand new shoes that did not quite fit.”

— Donna K. Childree

“But I pushed and pulled in vain, the wheels would not turn. It was as though the brakes were jammed, and heaven knows they…

— Samuel Beckett

“During my lunch hour, which I spent on a bench in a nearby park, the waitresses would come and sit beside me talking at…

— Richard Wilbur

“And then there was the young male walk. At least women swung only their hips. Young men swung everything, from the shoulders down. You…

— Terry Pratchett

“I looked at the people playing, walking, loafing, hurrying, or sauntering across the little park in front of us. How many terrible stories were…

— John Barnes

“I didn't even notice that my shoes were full of mud by the time I reached the rocky shore. There was ragged yellow police…

— Richard Denney