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.
CHARLES BUKOWSKIA love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.
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Life’s as kind as you let it be.
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I guess the only time most people think about injustice is when it happens to them.
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Drinking is an emotional thing. It joggles you out of the standardism of everyday life, out of everything being the same.
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To do a dull thing with style-now that’s what I call art.
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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.
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Real loneliness is not necessarily limited to when you are alone.
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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.
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Poetry is what happens when nothing else can.
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Love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality.
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Baby,” I said, “I’m a genius but nobody knows it but me.
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I wanted the whole world or nothing.
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I am a series of small victories and large defeats and I am as amazed as any other that I have gotten from there to here.
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I want so much that is not here and do not know where to go.
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In my next life I want to be a cat. To sleep 20 hours a day and wait to be fed.
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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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