Maha Abou Jaoude

“My dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
~ Falsely yours”
― Kinky Friedman

“Listen, friend, he said, this whole game is just one big deck of cards. if you want to get into the game you have to take whatever comes up in the shuffle.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man

“I have gotten so used to melancholia that I greet it like an old friend.”
― Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell

“it was a beauty fire, it contained soul, the sides of sunshine mountains, hot streams of smiling fish, warm stockings smelling a bit like toast. I held my hand over the little flame. I had beautiful hands. that one thing I had. I had beautiful hands.”
― Charles Bukowski, Notes of a Dirty Old Man