Bukowski Death Quotes
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Finally there is nothing here for death to take away.
— Charles Bukowski
I'm tired of waiting to die. Let's go out.
— Charles Bukowski
Death meant little to me. It was the last joke in a series of bad jokes.
— Charles Bukowski
I didn't feel that way about it. I had been playing with death for some time. I can't say we were the best of friends but we were well acquainted.
— Charles Bukowski
I carry death in my left pocket. Sometimes I take it out and talk to it: Hello, baby, how you doing? When you coming for me? I'll be ready.
— Charles Bukowski
sometimes it's hard to knowwhat to
do. — Charles Bukowski
Sex is kicking death in the ass while singing.
— Charles Bukowski
Waitingin a life full of little stories
for a death to come — Charles Bukowski
there's all that time to eat drink and wait on death like everybody else.
— Charles Bukowski
The world is better withoutthem.
only the plants and the animals are
true comrades.
I drink to them and with
them. — Charles Bukowski
I gave him my code name. 'This is Mr. Slow Death.
— Charles Bukowski
Death arrived on schedule on a Sunday afternoon, and, as always, it was easier than we thought it would be.
— Charles Bukowski
The worst thing," he told me,"is bitterness, people end up so
bitter. — Charles Bukowski
Before my death I hope to obtain my life.
— Charles Bukowski
I found the best thingI could do
was just to type away
at my own work
and let the dying
die
as they always have. — Charles Bukowski
Truth changes as men change, and when truth becomes stable men will become dead, and the insect and the fire and the flood will become truth.
— Charles Bukowski
the gods seldomgive
but so quickly
take. — Charles Bukowski
Is that deathstalking me
now?
no, it's only my cat,
this
time. — Charles Bukowski
Sometimes all we need to be able to continue aloneare the dead
rattling the walls
that close us in. — Charles Bukowski
It does seemthe more we drink
the better the words
go. — Charles Bukowski
To die on a kitchen floor at 7 o'clock in the morning while other people are frying eggs is not so rough unless it happens to you.
— Charles Bukowski
One doesn't even think ofthe liver
and if the liver
doesn't think of
us, that's
fine. — Charles Bukowski
Death is nothing, brother, it's life that's hard
— Charles Bukowski
Death is not the problem; waiting around for it is.
— Charles Bukowski
Lady death was ecstatic, that's all, ecstatic. She looked truly beautiful all over.
— Charles Bukowski
To fight for each minute is to fight for what is possible within
yourself,
so that your life and your death
will not be like
theirs. — Charles Bukowski
She wasn't veryinteresting
but few people
are. — Charles Bukowski
I hope that death containsless than this. — Charles Bukowski
I am satisfiedwith my aggressive nature
as I tickle death
under the
armpits. — Charles Bukowski
I feel no grief for being called somethingwhich
I am not;
in fact, it's enthralling, somehow, like a good
back rub — Charles Bukowski
An early taste of death is not necessarily a bad thing.
— Charles Bukowski
What is terrible is not death but the lives people live or don't live up until their death.
— Charles Bukowski
The years have gone by quickly. Death sits in the seat next to me. We make a lovely couple.
— Charles Bukowski
Most people are not ready for death, theirs or anybody elses.
— Charles Bukowski
I look like a man in a death camp.I
am.
still, I'm lucky: I feat on solitude, I
will never miss the crowd. — Charles Bukowski
sometimes there's nothing to sayabout
death. — Charles Bukowski
the gods play nofavorites. — Charles Bukowski
Some men neverdie
and some men never
live
but we're all alive
tonight. — Charles Bukowski
Disneyland remains the central attraction of Southern California, but the graveyard remains our reality.
— Charles Bukowski
Regret is mostly caused by not havingdone anything. — Charles Bukowski
I'm not dead yet, just in a state of rapid decay, who isn't?
— Charles Bukowski
Having nothing to struggleagainst
they have nothing to struggle
for. — Charles Bukowski
DEATH COMES SLOWLY LIKE ANTS TO A FALLEN FIG
— Charles Bukowski
Permanent living peace is permanent living death. — Charles Bukowski
