Rachel

“people run from rain but
sit
in bathtubs full of
water.”
― Charles Bukowski, The Roominghouse Madrigals: Early Selected Poems, 1946-1966

“my mother, poor fish,
wanting to be happy, beaten two or three times a
week, telling me to be happy: "Henry, smile!
why don't you ever smile?"

and then she would smile, to show me how, and it was the
saddest smile I ever saw”
― Charles Bukowski

“Those faces you see every day on the streets were not created entirely without hope: be kind to them: like you they have not escaped.”
― Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last

“They laughed. Things were funny. They weren't afraid to care. There was no sense to life, to the structure of things.”
― Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye