Animals never worry about Heaven or Hell. Neither do I. Maybe that’s why we get along.
CHARLES BUKOWSKIAn intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way.
More Charles Bukowski Quotes
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A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.
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Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?
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It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.
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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.
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Of course it’s possible to love a human being if you don’t know them too well.
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The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence.
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In the morning it was morning and I was still alive.
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We must bring our own light to the darkness.
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The trouble with a mask is it never changes.
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Without literature, life is hell.
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I remember awakening one morning and finding everything smeared with the color of forgotten love.
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Beware of those who seek constant crowds; they are nothing alone.
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The crowd is the gathering place of the weakest; true creation is a solitary act.
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Find what you love and let it kill you. Let it drain from you your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness. Let it kill you, and let it devour your remains.
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Are you becoming what you’ve always hated?
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