It seemed better to delay thinking. Charles Bukowski More Quotes by Charles Bukowski More Quotes From Charles Bukowski Love is all right for those who can handle the psychic overload. It's like trying to carry a full garbage can on your back over a rushing river of piss. Charles Bukowski garbage-cans psychics love-is A woman is a full time job. You have to choose your profession. Charles Bukowski full-time-jobs profession jobs It's 4:30 in the morning, it's always 4:30 in the morning. Charles Bukowski morning Hey, Hank, I notice all the women around your place lately ... good looking stuff; you're doing all right." "Sam," I say, "that's not true; I am one of God's most lonely men. Charles Bukowski hey lonely men Early evening traffic was beginning to clog the avenue with cars. The sun slanted down behind him. Harry glanced at the drivers of the cars. They seemed unhappy. The world was unhappy. People were in the dark. People were terrified and disappointed. People were caught in traps. People were defensive and frantic. They felt as if their lives were being wasted. And they were right. Charles Bukowski car dark people beware those quick to praise for they need praise in return beware those who are quick to censor they are afraid of what they do not know beware those who seek constant crowds for they are nothing alone beware the average man the average woman beware their love, their love is average seeks average Charles Bukowski love-is average men love iz a big fat turkey and every day iz thanksgiving Charles Bukowski fats turkeys bigs What? You’d dare drink right after getting out of jail for intoxication?” That’s when you need a drink the most. Charles Bukowski drink jail needs That’s when I first learned that it wasn’t enough to just do your job, you had to have an interest in it, even a passion for it. Charles Bukowski passion jobs firsts I would be married, but I'd have no wife, I would be married to a single life. Charles Bukowski wedding single marriage I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again. Charles Bukowski suicide drinking funny mercy, I think, doesn't the human race know anything about mercy? Charles Bukowski mercy race thinking Where some god pissed a rain of reason to make things grow only to die. Charles Bukowski grows reason rain To do a dull thing with style-now that's what I call art. Charles Bukowski thought-provoking life art The human body is mostly blood and mystery and sadness. Charles Bukowski sadness body blood I met a genius on the train today about 6 years old, he sat beside me and as the train ran down along the coast we came to the ocean and then he looked at me and said, it’s not pretty. Charles Bukowski genius ocean years You are thirty minutes late." "Yes." "Would you be thirty minutes late to a wedding or a funeral?" "No." "Why not, pray tell?" "Well, if the funeral was mine I'd have to be on time. If the wedding was mine it would be my funeral. Charles Bukowski why-not funeral would-be When a writer is swayed with his fame and his fortune, you can float him down the river with the turds. Charles Bukowski turds fame rivers too often, the only escape is sleep Charles Bukowski sleep The years have gone by quickly. Death sits in the seat next to me. We make a lovely couple. Charles Bukowski lovely couple years
