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“Now I
realize that what these answers point to is that, although
you have to work at a relationship, you shouldn’t have to
work at convincing someone to love you. Either they do or
they don’t. The loving and being-loved part should be easy.”
― Conversations on Love
realize that what these answers point to is that, although
you have to work at a relationship, you shouldn’t have to
work at convincing someone to love you. Either they do or
they don’t. The loving and being-loved part should be easy.”
― Conversations on Love
“I used to think love was the feeling hanging between me
and my mum on that phone call, a mix of what I felt for her
and what she felt for me. But now I understand that love
was the act of switching the way I responded to the
moment; it existed in both the intention and the choice to
consciously focus on it.”
― Conversations on Love
and my mum on that phone call, a mix of what I felt for her
and what she felt for me. But now I understand that love
was the act of switching the way I responded to the
moment; it existed in both the intention and the choice to
consciously focus on it.”
― Conversations on Love
“y. Isn’t that an unhelpful fact of
life, that insecurity can trick us into craving sex with
someone who cares for us so little?”
― Conversations on Love
life, that insecurity can trick us into craving sex with
someone who cares for us so little?”
― Conversations on Love

“to the whore who took my poems
some say we should keep personal remorse from the
poem,
stay abstract, and there is some reason in this,
but jezus:
12 poems gone and I don’t keep carbons and you have
my
paintings too, my best ones; it’s stifling:
are you trying to crush me out like the rest of them?
why didn’t you take my money? they usually do
from the sleeping drunken pants sick in the corner.
next time take my left arm or a fifty
but not my poems:
I’m not Shakespeare
but sometimes simply
there won’t be any more, abstract or otherwise;
there’ll always be money and whores and drunkards
down to the last bomb,
but as God said,
crossing his legs,
I see where I have made plenty of poets
but not so very much
poetry.”
― Essential Bukowski: Poetry
some say we should keep personal remorse from the
poem,
stay abstract, and there is some reason in this,
but jezus:
12 poems gone and I don’t keep carbons and you have
my
paintings too, my best ones; it’s stifling:
are you trying to crush me out like the rest of them?
why didn’t you take my money? they usually do
from the sleeping drunken pants sick in the corner.
next time take my left arm or a fifty
but not my poems:
I’m not Shakespeare
but sometimes simply
there won’t be any more, abstract or otherwise;
there’ll always be money and whores and drunkards
down to the last bomb,
but as God said,
crossing his legs,
I see where I have made plenty of poets
but not so very much
poetry.”
― Essential Bukowski: Poetry
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