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Charles Bukowski quotes - page 5
I just want a hot cup of coffee,black,and I don't want to hear about your troubles.
Charles Bukowski
there's no clarity. there was never meant to be clarity.
Charles Bukowski
You just rebel against everything. How are you going to survive? I don't know. I'm already tired.
Charles Bukowski
It was like a church in there as only the truly lost sit in bars on Tuesday mornings at 8:00 a.m.
Charles Bukowski
When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment it didn't have you by the throat.
Charles Bukowski
young or old, good or bad, I don't think anything dies as slow and as hard as a writer.
Charles Bukowski
There's a light somewhere. It may not be much light but it beats the darkness.
Charles Bukowski
I write as a function. Without it I would fall ill and die. It's as much a part of one as the liver or intestine, and just about as glamorous.
Charles Bukowski
my youth, one time, that time I knew even through the nothingness, it was a celebration of something not to do but only know.
Charles Bukowski
my 6 foot goddess makes me laugh the laughter of the mutilated who still need love... she has saved me from everything that is not here.
Charles Bukowski
the masses are everywhere they know how to do things: they have sane and deadly angers for sane and deadly things.
Charles Bukowski
we sat there smoking cigarettes at 5 in the morning.
Charles Bukowski
Turgenev was a very serious fellow but he could make me laugh because a truth first encountered can be very funny. When someone else's truth is the same as your truth, and he seems to be saying it just for you, that's great.
Charles Bukowski
My flesh looked like it wasn't trying. It looked like it hated being part of me.
Charles Bukowski
not writing is not good but trying to write when you can't is worse.
Charles Bukowski
People just weren't interesting. Maybe they weren't supposed to be. But animals, birds, even insects were. I couldn't understand it.
Charles Bukowski
A woman must be nursed into subsistence by love, where a man can become stronger by being hated." - from 'Cows in Art Class.
Charles Bukowski
our bones like stems into the sky will forever cry victory.
Charles Bukowski
well, death says, as he walks by, I'm going to get you anyhow no matter what you've been: writer, cab-driver, pimp, butcher, sky-diver, I'm going to get you.
Charles Bukowski
If I bet on humanity, I'd never cash a ticket.
Charles Bukowski
you are yesterday's bouquet so sadly raided.
Charles Bukowski
You don't go on "probably" when love and guns are in hand.
Charles Bukowski
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