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It's the order of things: each one gets a taste of honey then the knife.
— Charles Bukowski
I'm tired of waiting to die. Let's go out.
— Charles Bukowski
it's so easy to be a poet
and so hard to be
a man. — Charles Bukowski
and so hard to be
a man. — Charles Bukowski
One can never be sure whether it's good poetry or bad acid
— Charles Bukowski
There is something about writing poetry that brings a man close to the cliff's edge.
— Charles Bukowski
It's so easy to be easy - if you let it.
— Charles Bukowski
New Year's Eve always terrifies me.
— Charles Bukowski
Something else is hurting you -
that's why you need pot
or whiskey, or screaming music
turned so fucking loud
you can't think — Charles Bukowski
that's why you need pot
or whiskey, or screaming music
turned so fucking loud
you can't think — Charles Bukowski
There's something wrong with me besides melancholia.
— Charles Bukowski
Bad writing's like bad women: there's just not much you can do about it
— Charles Bukowski
sometimes it's hard to know
what to
do. — Charles Bukowski
what to
do. — Charles Bukowski
There's too much coldness in the world," I told her. "If people would only talk things out together it would help.
— Charles Bukowski
I emit, I hiss a rather tired and gentle word like "shit", then tear this page from the machine. it's your.
— Charles Bukowski
there's all that time to eat drink and wait on death like everybody else.
— Charles Bukowski
That's when I first learned that it wasn't enough to just do your job, you had to have an interest in it, even a passion for it.
— Charles Bukowski
I want to be with you. It's as simple, and as complicated as that.
— Charles Bukowski
What were you going to do tonight?" "I was going to listen to the songs of Rachmaninoff." "Who's that?" "A dead Russian.
— Charles Bukowski
There's nothing else as pleasant as being unpleasant when there's nothing else to do, and there's usually nothing else to do.
— Charles Bukowski
I think that the world should be full of cats and full of rain, that's all, just cats and rain, rain and cats, very nice, good night.
— Charles Bukowski
Animals never worry about Heaven or Hell. neither do I. maybe that's why we get along
— Charles Bukowski
Beauty is nothing, beauty won't stay. You don't know how lucky you are to be ugly, because if people like you, you know it's for something else.
— Charles Bukowski
We drank everything his favorite poet drank-Bukowski- and like Bukowski's women, I matched him drink for drink.
We drank each other blind. — Lidia Yuknavitch
We drank each other blind. — Lidia Yuknavitch
Let it die. Let there be a new beginning. It's awful. Goodnight.
— Charles Bukowski
eleven months.
now she's gone
gone as they go. — Charles Bukowski
now she's gone
gone as they go. — Charles Bukowski
...there comes a time in each man's life when he must choose to stand or run. I choose to stand.
— Charles Bukowski
So it's always a process of letting go, one way or another
— Charles Bukowski
That's how it is with books, isn't it: They're not in a hurry. They'll wait for you till you're ready. People empty me. I have to go away to refill.
— Charles Bukowski
you are
yesterday's
bouquet so sadly
raided — Charles Bukowski
yesterday's
bouquet so sadly
raided — Charles Bukowski
it's a war not easily won
— Charles Bukowski
there's music in everything, even defeat - but
— Charles Bukowski
I told her, "Hang tight, baby, it's a crazy world." And that, as they say, was that.
— Charles Bukowski
To not to have entirely wasted one's life seems to be a worthy accomplishment, if only for myself.
— Charles Bukowski
It's good to have things done with when they don't work it's also good not to hate or even forget the person you've failed with.
— Charles Bukowski
What's so nice about laying in bed all day?" "I don't have to see anybody." "You like that?" "Oh, yes.
— Charles Bukowski
I give you soul. I give you wisdom and light and music and a bit of laughter. Also, I am the world's greatest horseplayer.
— Charles Bukowski
All's fair in hate and Hollywood.
— Charles Bukowski
We waste days like mad blackbirds and pray for alcoholic nights
our silk-sick human smiles wrap around us like somebody else's confetti — Charles Bukowski
our silk-sick human smiles wrap around us like somebody else's confetti — Charles Bukowski
I write as a function. Without it I would fall ill and die. It's as much a part of one as the liver or intestine, and just about as glamorous.
— Charles Bukowski
It's nice enough to make a man weep, but I don't weep, do you?
— Charles Bukowski
there's no defense
except all the errors
made — Charles Bukowski
except all the errors
made — Charles Bukowski
It's a lonely time, she sings, and you're not
mine and it makes me feel so bad,
this thing of being me ... — Charles Bukowski
mine and it makes me feel so bad,
this thing of being me ... — Charles Bukowski
Don't you wish you were Charles Bukowski? I can paint to. lift weights. and my little girl think that I am god. then other times, it's not so good.
— Charles Bukowski
But right now it's Bob Dylan Bob Dylan Bob Dylan all the way.
— Charles Bukowski
it's the dream that keeps you going then and now.
— Charles Bukowski
There's no way I can stop writing, it's a form of insanity.
— Charles Bukowski
Of one hundred movies there's one that is fair, one that's good and ninety eight that are very bad. most movies start badly and steadily get worse
— Charles Bukowski
I get 75 letters a month. If i answered them that's all I would ever do.
— Charles Bukowski
You can forgive a fool because he only runs in one direction and doesn't deceive anybody. It's the deceivers who make you feel bad.
— Charles Bukowski
It's hard to drink when you dance. And it's hard to dance when you drink.
— Charles Bukowski
A woman has to have something on or there's nothing to take off.
— Charles Bukowski
Why it's so hard to go crazy - if you're not already crazy
— Charles Bukowski
What's wrong is that I am a GIANT HUNK OF SHIT!
— Charles Bukowski
I would give anything for a female's hand on me tonight. they soften a man and then leave him listening to the rain.
— Charles Bukowski
sometimes there's nothing to say
about
death. — Charles Bukowski
about
death. — Charles Bukowski
What's the easiest fucking thing to take?" I asked him. "Journalism. Those journalism majors don't do anything." "O.K., I'll be a journalist.
— Charles Bukowski
Suicide fails as you get older:
there's less and less to kill. — Charles Bukowski
there's less and less to kill. — Charles Bukowski
He asked, "What makes a man a writer?" "Well," I said, "it's simple. You either get it down on paper, or jump off a bridge.
— Charles Bukowski
Life's as kind as you let it be.
— Charles Bukowski
What's wrong with assholes, baby?
— Charles Bukowski
It's a f*** you world. Well, keep it going anyhow, what the hell.
— Charles Bukowski
she's mad, but she's magic.
— Charles Bukowski
If there's anything worse than a whore it's a bore.
— Charles Bukowski
Well,
we lost it,
and
that's all there is
to that. — Charles Bukowski
we lost it,
and
that's all there is
to that. — Charles Bukowski
It's almost entirely waste. regret is mostly caused by not having done anything. the mind barks like a dog.
— Charles Bukowski
There's a light somewhere.
It may not be much light but
it beats the darkness. — Charles Bukowski
It may not be much light but
it beats the darkness. — Charles Bukowski
My hands dead
my heart dead
silence
adagio of rocks
the world ablaze
that's the best
for me. — Charles Bukowski
my heart dead
silence
adagio of rocks
the world ablaze
that's the best
for me. — Charles Bukowski
Nobody can save you but yourself and you're worth saving. it's a war not easily won but if anything is worth winning then this is it.
— Charles Bukowski
I feel no grief for being called something
which
I am not;
in fact, it's enthralling, somehow, like a good
back rub — Charles Bukowski
which
I am not;
in fact, it's enthralling, somehow, like a good
back rub — Charles Bukowski
It's when you hide things that you choke on them.
— Charles Bukowski
That's what friendship is, sharing the prejudice of experience.
— Charles Bukowski
Nobody listened to an old voice anymore. Old voices became a part of one's self, like a fingernail.
— Charles Bukowski
How are his poems?"
"He's not as good as he thinks he is, but then most of us feel that way. — Charles Bukowski
"He's not as good as he thinks he is, but then most of us feel that way. — Charles Bukowski
We have wasted History like a bunch of drunks shooting dice back in the men's crapper of the local bar.
— Charles Bukowski
If I stop writing I am dead. And that's the only way I'll stop: dead.
— Charles Bukowski
But Billy, how about me? What about what's inside of me?
— Charles Bukowski
There's no point in writing my kind of stuff, when they're printing that kind of stuff. So I gave up and started drinking.
— Charles Bukowski
That's how they hooked you - they gave you just enough to keep alive but they never gave you enough so you could finally escape.
— Charles Bukowski
it's better to be happy...if you can..!!
— Charles Bukowski
Most of these men's lives were so tortured that I enjoyed reading about them, thinking, well, I am in hell too and I can't even write music.
— Charles Bukowski
When I see a man with a tidy place I know there's something wrong with him. And if it's too tidy, he's a fag.
— Charles Bukowski
There's no chance at all: we are all trapped by a singular fate.
— Charles Bukowski
So, that's what they wanted: lies. Beautiful lies. That's what they needed. People were fools. It was going to be easy for me.
— Charles Bukowski
What's fiction?" "Fiction is an improvement on life.
— Charles Bukowski
It's when you begin to lie to yourself in a poem in order to simply make a poem, that you fail.
— Charles Bukowski
Just heard a commercial
which told me
Farmer John smokes his own
bacon.
now, there's one tough
son of a
bitch. — Charles Bukowski
which told me
Farmer John smokes his own
bacon.
now, there's one tough
son of a
bitch. — Charles Bukowski
It's never quite right, all the things we are
taught, all the loves we chase, all the deaths we
die, all the lives we live. — Charles Bukowski
taught, all the loves we chase, all the deaths we
die, all the lives we live. — Charles Bukowski
Sometimes there's luck,
When there is you stock up on it
and wait for the other times — Charles Bukowski
When there is you stock up on it
and wait for the other times — Charles Bukowski
Let's just lay around and make love and take walks and talk a little.
— Charles Bukowski
There's no clarity. there was never meant to be clarity.
— Charles Bukowski
She's mad but she's magic.
There's no lie in her fire. — Charles Bukowski
There's no lie in her fire. — Charles Bukowski