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  • #1
    Charles Bukowski
    “Your writing", she said to me, "it's so raw. It's like a sledgehammer, and yet it has humor and tenderness. . . .”
    Charles Bukowski, Women

  • #2
    Charles Bukowski
    “when Whitman wrote, “I sing the body electric”
    I know what he
    meant
    I know what he
    wanted:

    to be completely alive every moment
    in spite of the inevitable.

    we can’t cheat death but we can make it
    work so hard
    that when it does take
    us

    it will have known a victory just as
    perfect as
    ours”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #3
    Charles Bukowski
    “That's the way it ends. The thin edge of the wedge.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #4
    Charles Bukowski
    “I found the best thing
    I could do
    was just to type away
    at my own work
    and let the dying
    die
    as they always have.”
    Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense

  • #5
    Charles Bukowski
    “Thirty- eight years old and he was finished. He sipped at the coffee and remembered where he had gone wrong -- or right. He'd simply gotten tired -- of the insurance game, of the small offices and high glass partitions, the clients; he'd simply gotten tired of cheating on his wife, of squeezing secretaries in the elevator and in the halls;
    he'd gotten tired of Christmas parties and New Year's parties and birthdays, and payments on new cars and furniture payments -- light, gas, water -- the whole bleeding complex of necessities.
    He'd gotten tired and quit, that's all. The divorce came soon enough and the drinking came soon enough, and suddenly he was out of it. He had nothing, and he found out that having nothing was difficult too. It was another type of burden. If only there were some gentler road in between. It seemed a man only had two choices -- get in on the hustle or be a bum.”
    Charles Bukowski, South of No North

  • #6
    Charles Bukowski
    “I am sick with caring.”
    Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last

  • #7
    Charles Bukowski
    “I decided to stay in bed until noon. Maybe by then half the world would be dead and it would only be half as hard to take.”
    Charles Bukowski, Pulp: Charles Bukowski's Final Hardboiled Noir Comedy – Lady Death, Aliens, and the Absurd

  • #8
    Charles Bukowski
    “Love is kind of like when you see a fog in the morning, when you wake up before the sun comes out. It’s just a little while, and then it burns away… Love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #9
    Charles Bukowski
    “Long ago, among other lies they were taught that silence was bravery.”
    Charles Bukowski, Play the Piano Drunk Like a Percussion Instrument Until the Fingers Begin to Bleed a Bit

  • #10
    Charles Bukowski
    “Christmas poem to a man in jail

    hello Bill Abbott:
    I appreciate your passing around my books in
    jail there, my poems and stories.
    if I can lighten the load for some of those guys with
    my books, fine.
    but literature, you know, is difficult for the
    average man to assimilate (and for the unaverage man too);
    I don't like most poetry, for example,
    so I write mine the way I like to read it.”
    Charles Bukowski, What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire

  • #11
    Charles Bukowski
    “poetry readings have to be some of the saddest
    damned things ever,
    the gathering of the clansmen and clanladies,
    week after week, month after month, year
    after year,
    getting old together,
    reading on to tiny gatherings,
    still hoping their genius will be
    discovered,
    making tapes together, discs together,
    sweating for applause
    they read basically to and for
    each other,
    they can't find a New York publisher
    or one
    within miles,
    but they read on and on
    in the poetry holes of America,
    never daunted,
    never considering the possibility that
    their talent might be
    thin, almost invisible,
    they read on and on
    before their mothers, their sisters, their husbands,
    their wives, their friends, the other poets
    and the handful of idiots who have wandered
    in
    from nowhere.
    I am ashamed for them,
    I am ashamed that they have to bolster each other,
    I am ashamed for their lisping egos,
    their lack of guts.
    if these are our creators,
    please, please give me something else:
    a drunken plumber at a bowling alley,
    a prelim boy in a four rounder,
    a jock guiding his horse through along the
    rail,
    a bartender on last call,
    a waitress pouring me a coffee,
    a drunk sleeping in a deserted doorway,
    a dog munching a dry bone,
    an elephant's fart in a circus tent,
    a 6 p.m. freeway crush,
    the mailman telling a dirty joke
    anything
    anything
    but
    these.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #12
    Charles Bukowski
    “There is a problem with writers. If what a writer wrote was published and sold many, many copies, the writer thought he was great. If what a writer wrote was published and sold a medium number of copies, the writer thought he was great. If what a writer wrote was published and sold very few copies, the writer thought he was great. If what the writer wrote never was published and he didn't have enough the money to publish it himself, then he thought he was truly great. The truth, however, was there was very little greatness. It was almost nonexistent, invisible. But you could be sure that the worst writers had the most confidence, the least self-doubt. Anyway, writers were to be avoided, and I tried to avoid them, but it was almost impossible. They hoped for some sort of brotherhood, some kind of togetherness. None of it had anything to do with writing, none of it helped at the typewriter.”
    Charles Bukowski, Women

  • #13
    Charles Bukowski
    “There's nothing to mourn about death any more than there is to mourn about the growing of a flower. What is terrible is not death but the lives people live or don't live up until their death. Dumb fuckers. Their minds are full of shit. They swallow God without thinking, they swallow country without thinking. Soon they forget how to think, they let others think for them. They look ugly, they talk ugly, they walk ugly. Most people's deaths are a sham. There's nothing left to die.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #14
    Mark Twain
    “The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.”
    Mark Twain

  • #15
    Mark Twain
    “A lie can travel half way around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes.”
    Mark Twain

  • #16
    Mark Twain
    “Never tell the truth to people who are not worthy of it.”
    Mark Twain

  • #17
    Mark Twain
    “I have never let my schooling interfere with my education.”
    Mark Twain

  • #18
    Mark Twain
    “′Classic′ - a book which people praise and don't read.”
    Mark Twain

  • #19
    Mark Twain
    “Never put off till tomorrow what may be done day after tomorrow just as well.”
    Mark Twain

  • #20
    Mark Twain
    “The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large matter. ’tis the difference between the lightning bug and the lightning.”
    Mark Twain, The Wit and Wisdom of Mark Twain: A Book of Quotations

  • #21
    Mark Twain
    “Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; Truth isn't.”
    Mark Twain, Following the Equator: A Journey Around the World

  • #22
    Mark Twain
    “Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime.”
    Mark Twain, The Innocents Abroad / Roughing It

  • #23
    Mark Twain
    “Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence on society.”
    Mark Twain

  • #24
    Mark Twain
    “You can't depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus.”
    Mark Twain, A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court

  • #25
    Mark Twain
    “Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.”
    Mark Twain

  • #26
    Mark Twain
    “If you don't read the newspaper, you're uninformed. If you read the newspaper, you're mis-informed.”
    Mark Twain

  • #27
    Mark Twain
    “Always do what is right. It will gratify half of mankind and astound the other.”
    Mark Twain

  • #28
    Mark Twain
    “Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear - not absence of fear.”
    Mark Twain

  • #29
    Mark Twain
    “The trouble is not in dying for a friend, but in finding a friend worth dying for.”
    Mark Twain

  • #30
    Mark Twain
    “Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
    Mark Twain



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