Being alone never felt right. sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right.
CHARLES BUKOWSKIBeing alone never felt right. sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right.
CHARLES BUKOWSKIA love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.
CHARLES BUKOWSKICan you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?
CHARLES BUKOWSKIAnimals never worry about Heaven or Hell. Neither do I. Maybe that’s why we get along.
CHARLES BUKOWSKIYou can steal my women but don’t play with my whiskey.
CHARLES BUKOWSKIWe must bring our own light to the darkness.
CHARLES BUKOWSKIThe tigers have found me and I do not care.
CHARLES BUKOWSKIShe’s mad, but she’s magic. There’s no lie in her fire.
CHARLES BUKOWSKIThe shortest distance between two points is often unbearable.
CHARLES BUKOWSKIWe are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed and it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting.
CHARLES BUKOWSKIPeople are strange: They are constantly angered by trivial things, but on a major matter like totally wasting their lives, they hardly seem to notice.
CHARLES BUKOWSKIThe problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence.
CHARLES BUKOWSKILove need not be a command nor faith a dictum.
CHARLES BUKOWSKIThings get bad for all of us, almost continually, and what we do under the constant stress reveals who/what we are.
CHARLES BUKOWSKISome lose all mind and become soul, insane. some lose all soul and become mind, intellectual – some lose both and become accepted.
CHARLES BUKOWSKIFind 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.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI