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Charles Bukowski quotes - page 23
when you're young a pair of female high-heeled shoes just sitting alone in the closet can fire your bones; when you're old it's just a pair of shoes without anybody in them and just as well.
Charles Bukowski
all people start to come apart finally and there it is: just empty ashtrays in a room or wisps of hair on a comb in the dissolving moonlight.
Charles Bukowski
it was going to be all right. at last. for a while.
Charles Bukowski
He fell off the table like a crab looking for the sea.
Charles Bukowski
Baby," I said, "I'm a genius but nobody knows it but me." She looked down at me. "Get up off the floor you damn fool and get me a drink.
Charles Bukowski
Sometimes you die sometimes you don't.
Charles Bukowski
I'm just an alcoholic who became a writer so that I would be able to stay in bed until noon.
Charles Bukowski
One learns survival by surviving.
Charles Bukowski
Live, shit, drinking and smoking should be the daily bread of all poets.
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
"MR. JONSTONE IS A FINE MAN!" "Don't be silly, he's an obvious sadist," I said. "How long have you been in the Post Office?" "Three weeks." "MR. JONSTONE HAS BEEN WITH THE POST OFFICE FOR 30 YEARS!" "What does that have to do with it?" "I said, MR. JONSTONE IS A FINE MAN!" I believe the poor fellow actually wanted to kill me. He and Jonstone must have slept together. "All right," I said, "Jonstone is a fine man. Forget the whole fucking thing." Then I walked out and took the next day off. Without pay, of course.
Charles Bukowski
The problem was you had to keep choosing between one evil or another, and no matter what you chose, they sliced a little more off you, until there was nothing left. At the age of 25 most people were finished. A whole goddamned nation of assholes driving automobiles, eating, having babies, doing everything in the worst way possible, like voting for the presidential candidate who reminded them most of themselves. I had no interests. I had no interest in anything. I had no idea how I was going to escape. At least the others had some taste for life. They seemed to understand something that I didn't understand. Maybe I was lacking. It was possible. I often felt inferior. I just wanted to get away from them. But there was no place to go.
Charles Bukowski
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