Crista Koerber

“I was a man who thrived on solitude; without it I was like another man without food or water. Each day without solitude weakened me. I took no pride in my solitude; but I was dependent on it. The darkness of the
room was like sunlight to me.”
― Charles Bukowski, Factotum

“dogs and angels are not
very far apart”
― Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last

“In the morning it was morning and I was still alive.”
― Charles Bukowski, Post Office

“Great art is horseshit, buy tacos.”
― Charles Bukowski