Hemingway and Saroyan had the line, the magic of it. The problem was that Hemingway didn't know how to laugh and Saroyan was filled with sugar. Charles Bukowski More Quotes by Charles Bukowski More Quotes From Charles Bukowski Poetry is what happens when nothing else can. Charles Bukowski poetry-ishappens People empty me. I have to get away to refill. Charles Bukowski introvertemptypeople your letters got sadder. your lovers betrayed you. kid, I wrote back, all lovers betray. it didn't help. you said you had a crying bench and it was by a bridge and the bridge was over the river and you sat on the crying bench every night and wept for the lovers who had hurt and forgotten you. Charles Bukowski hurtnightkids Invent yourself and then reinvent yourself. Charles Bukowski reinventing-yourself The crowd is the gathering place of the weakest; true creation is a solitary act. Charles Bukowski crowdscreationgathering With me, my main vision for life was to avoid as many people as possible. The less people I saw the better I felt. Charles Bukowski sawsvisionpeople An early taste of death is not necessarily a bad thing. Charles Bukowski bad-thingstaste I've never met another man I'd rather be. Charles Bukowski another-manmetsmen Capitalism has survived communism. Now, it eats away at itself. Charles Bukowski survivedcapitalismcommunism Sex is interesting, but it's not totally important. I mean it's not even as important (physically) as excretion. A man can go seventy years without a piece of ass, but he can die in a week without a bowel movement. Charles Bukowski menmeansex Love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality. Charles Bukowski true-lovelove-isreality Everything was a trap: women, drugs, whiskey, wine, scotch, beer - even beer - cigars, and cigarettes. Traps: Work or no work. Traps: Artistry or no artistry; everything sucked you into some spiderweb. I disdained the use of the needle for the same reason that I disdained some so-called beautiful women - the price was far beyond the measure of the worth. I didn't want to hustle that hard. Charles Bukowski winebeerbeautiful whiskey makes the heart beat faster but it sure doesn't help the mind and isn't it funny how you can ache just from the deadly drone of existence? Charles Bukowski dronesmindheart Let it die. Let there be a new beginning. It’s awful. Goodnight. Charles Bukowski new-beginningsawfuldies You have my soul and I have your money Charles Bukowski my-soulsoul I no longer want it all, just some comfort and some sex and some minor love. Charles Bukowski comfortwantsex when I was a boy I used to dream of becoming the village idiot. I used to lie in bed and imagine myself the happy idiot able to get food easily ...and easy sympathy, a planned confusion of not too much love or effort. some would claim that I have succeeded. Charles Bukowski dreamboyslying Dog is much admired by Man because he believes in the hand which feeds him. A perfect set-up. For 13 cents a day you've got a hired killer who thinks you are god. A dog can't tell a Nazi from a Republican from a Commie from a Democrat and, many times, neither can I. Charles Bukowski dogmenbelieve True revolution comes from true revulsion; when things get bad enough the kitten will kill the lion. Charles Bukowski lionsrevolutionenough Writing is like going to bed with a beautiful woman and afterwards she gets up, goes to her purse and gives me a handful of money. Charles Bukowski writingbeautifulgiving
