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I remember awakening one morning and finding everything smeared with the color of forgotten love.

Charles Bukowski

I never met another man I’d rather be. And even if that’s a delusion, it’s a lucky one.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI

Be Yourself Delusion Lucky Man Meet Self Love
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

Beauty Lucky People Ugly
Sex is kicking death in the ass while singing.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI

Death Kick Sex Sing
Sex is interesting, but it’s not totally important.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI

Important Interesting Sex
Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I’m not going to make it, but you laugh inside – remembering all the times you’ve felt that way.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI

Bed Climb Humor Inside Laugh Morning Time
Dogs and angels are not very far apart.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI

Angel Dog One Liner
The shortest distance between two points is often unbearable.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI

Break Up Distance I Miss You Loneliness
The trouble with a mask is it never changes.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI

Change Duality Mask One Liner Trouble
I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI

I Love You Love Man Photograph Touch Woman Writing
If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t even start.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI

Inspirational Start Try Work Hard
What a weary time those years were – to have the desire and the need to live but not the ability.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI

Ability Desire Hard Time Poverty Time
The free soul is rare, but you know it when you see it – basically because you feel good, very good, when you are near or with them.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI

Feeling Freedom Goodness Rare See Soul
We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI

Alone Circus Die Each Other Eat Love
Animals never worry about Heaven or Hell. Neither do I. Maybe that’s why we get along.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI

Animal Death Heaven Hell Life Worry
That’s the problem with drinking, I thought, as I poured myself a drink. If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI

Alcohol Celebration Drink Funny Humor Sarcastic
She’s mad, but she’s magic. There’s no lie in her fire.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI

Fire Lie Mad Magic Romantic She Women Empowerment

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