Jeff N > Jeff's Quotes

“I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often.”
― Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness

“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.”
― Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness

“Beauty is nothing, beauty won’t stay. You don’t know how lucky you are to be ugly, because if people like you, you know it’s for something else.”
― Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness

“I'm not the cruel type, but they are, and that's the secret.”
― Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness

“Forgive me, I guess I am off in the head, but I mean, except for a quickie piece of ass it wouldn't matter to me if all the people in the world died. Yes, I know it's not nice. But I'd be as contended as a snail; it was, after all, the people who had made me unhappy.”
― Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness

“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...”
― Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness

“show me a man who lives alone and has a perpetually dirty kitchen, and 5 times out of 9 I'll show you an exceptional man." "show me a man who lives alone and has a perpetually clean kitchen, and 8 times out of 9 I'll show you a man with detestable spiritual qualities.”
― Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness

“why don't we go back out there and tell them what happened?

because nothing happened except that everybody has been driven insane and stupid by life. in this society there are only two things that count: don't be caught without money and don't get caught high on any kind of high.

(Night Streets of Madness)”
― Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness

“Something else is hurting you—that’s why you need pot or whiskey, or whips and rubber suits, or screaming music turned so fucking loud you can’t think.”
― Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness

“We’ve all heard that little woman who says, “Oh, it’s terrible what these young people do to themselves, in my lsi other drugs, is a terrible thing”.
Then you look, the woman who speaks in this way: you have no eyes, no teeth, no brains, no soul, no ass, no mouth, no warmth, no spirit, nothing, just a stick… and avran made ​​you wonder how to reduce it in that state teas and pastries and the church.”
― Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness

“Perché sfotti così la tua bellezza?" le chiesi."Perché non ci vivi insieme, e via?"
"Perché la gente pensa ch'è tutto quel che ho. La bellezza non è niente, la bellezza non dura. Non lo sai quanto sei fortunato, tu, a essere brutto, che se a qualcuno gli piaci, così sai che è per qualche cosa d'altro.”
― Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness

“«Καθίσατε να σκεφτείτε στα σοβαρά ότι το LSD και η έγχρωμη τηλεόραση εμφανίστηκαν στην αγορά σχεδόν ταυτόχρονα; Καταφθάνει αυτός ο εκρηκτικός βομβαρδισμός χρωμάτων, κι εμείς τί κάνουμε; Κηρύττουμε παράνομο το ένα και γαμούμε τελείως το άλλο... »”
― Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness

“as lojas de conveniência não têm nada de mal, buk, diz o editor.
e eu conheço um outro tipo que diz «a guerra não tem nada de mal». mas, porra, tenho de confiar nas minhas neuroses e preconceitos porque é tudo o que me resta.”
― Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness

“«Εμένα η θέση μου δεν είναι εδώ. Τότε κάτι μου είπε πως αυτό σκέφτονται ΟΛΟΙ τους. Δεν ανήκω εδώ. Ο καθένας μας σκέφτεται το ίδιο πράγμα για τον εαυτό του. Κι έχουν δίκιο. Λοιπόν; »”
― Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness

“bad writing's like bad women: there's just not much you can do about it”
― Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness

“To ask them to legalize pot is something like asking them to put butter on the handcuffs before they place them on you: something else is hurting you—that's why you need pot, or whiskey, or whips and rubber suits, or screaming music turned so fucking loud you can't think. Or madhouses or mechanical cunts or 162 baseball games in a season. Or Vietnam or Israel or the fear of spiders.”
― Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness