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  • #1
    Charles Bukowski
    “Do you hate people?”

    “I don't hate them...I just feel better when they're not around.”
    Charles Bukowski, Barfly

  • #2
    Charles Bukowski
    “Real loneliness is not necessarily limited to when you are alone.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #3
    Charles Bukowski
    “The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #4
    Charles Bukowski
    “A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.”
    Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last

  • #5
    Charles Bukowski
    “Baby," I said, "I'm a genius but nobody knows it but me.”
    Charles Bukowski, Factotum

  • #6
    Charles Bukowski
    “I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn't have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. I didn't make for an interesting person. I didn't want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #7
    Charles Bukowski
    “she was consumed by 3 simple things:
    drink, despair, loneliness; and 2 more:
    youth and beauty”
    Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last

  • #8
    Charles Bukowski
    “This is very important -- to take leisure time. Pace is the essence. Without stopping entirely and doing nothing at all for great periods, you're gonna lose everything...just to do nothing at all, very, very important. And how many people do this in modern society? Very few. That's why they're all totally mad, frustrated, angry and hateful.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #9
    Charles Bukowski
    “Love is a form of prejudice. You love what you need, you love what makes you feel good, you love what is convenient. How can you say you love one person when there are ten thousand people in the world that you would love more if you ever met them? But you'll never meet them. All right, so we do the best we can. Granted. But we must still realize that love is just the result of a chance encounter. Most people make too much of it. On these grounds a good fuck is not to be entirely scorned. But that's the result of a chance meeting too. You're damned right. Drink up. We'll have another.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #10
    Charles Bukowski
    “Without literature, life is hell.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #11
    Charles Bukowski
    “I often carry things to read
    so that I will not have to look at
    the people.”
    Charles Bukowski, The Last Night of the Earth Poems

  • #12
    Charles Bukowski
    “It was like the beginning of life and laughter. It was the real meaning of the sun”
    Charles Bukowski, Factotum

  • #13
    Charles Bukowski
    “We don’t even ask happiness, just a little less pain.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #14
    Charles Bukowski
    “It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.”
    Charles Bukowski, Pulp: Charles Bukowski's Final Hardboiled Noir Comedy – Lady Death, Aliens, and the Absurd

  • #15
    Charles Bukowski
    “so it's always a process of letting go, one way or another”
    Charles Bukowski, The Roominghouse Madrigals: Early Selected Poems, 1946-1966

  • #16
    Charles Bukowski
    “Nothing is worse than to finish a good shit, then reach over and find the toilet paper container empty. Even the most horrible human being on earth deserves to wipe his ass.”
    Charles Bukowski, Factotum

  • #17
    Charles Bukowski
    “I didn't have any friends at school, didn't want any. I felt better being alone. I sat on a bench and watched the others play and they looked foolish to me.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #18
    Charles Bukowski
    “I was glad I wasn't in love, that I wasn't happy with the world. I like being at odds with everything. People in love often become edgy, dangerous. They lose their sense of perspective. They lose their sense of humor. They become nervous, psychotic bores. They even become killers.”
    Charles Bukowski, Women
    tags: love

  • #19
    Charles Bukowski
    “love be damned now
    as love was damned when it
    first arrived.”
    Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last

  • #20
    Charles Bukowski
    “I was young I was so young it hurt like a knife
    inside
    because there was no alternative except to hide as long
    as possible---
    not in self-pity but with dismay at my limited chance:
    trying to connect.”
    charles bukowski

  • #21
    Charles Bukowski
    “I feel strangely normal.”
    Charles Bukowski, The Captain is Out to Lunch and the Sailors Have Taken Over the Ship

  • #22
    Charles Bukowski
    “It began as a mistake.”
    Charles Bukowski, Post Office

  • #23
    Charles Bukowski
    “I wasn’t lonely. I experienced no self-pity. I was just caught up in a life in which I could find no meaning.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #24
    Charles Bukowski
    “Love is a form of prejudice. You love what you need, you love what makes you feel good, you love what is convenient. How can you say you love one person when there are ten thousand people in the world that you would love more if you ever met them? But you'll never meet them.”
    Charles Bukowski, Hot Water Music

  • #25
    Charles Bukowski
    “Are you becoming what you've always hated?”
    Charles Bukowski, Hollywood

  • #26
    Charles Bukowski
    “I never felt right being alone; sometimes it felt good but it never felt right.”
    Charles Bukowski, Women

  • #27
    Charles Bukowski
    “I guess the only time most people think about injustice is when it happens to them.”
    Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye

  • #28
    Charles Bukowski
    “Genius might be the ability to say a profound thing in a simple way.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #29
    Charles Bukowski
    “Eyes. Those damn eyes fucked me forever.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #30
    Sylvia Plath
    “If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar



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