01Undatedwell, death says, as he walks by, I'm going to get you anyhow no matter what you've been: writer, cab-driver, pimp, butcher, sky-diver, I'm going to get youCharles Bukowski / quote ↗
02Undatedthe worst thing," he told me,"is bitterness, people end up sobitter.Charles Bukowski / quote ↗
03Undatedas long as there arehuman beings aboutthere is never going to beany peacefor any individualupon this earth (oranywhere elsethey mightescape to).all you can dois maybe grabten lucky minuteshereor maybe an hourthere.somethingis working toward youright now, andI mean youand nobody butyou.Charles Bukowski / quote ↗
04UndatedI killed four flies while waiting. Damn, death was everywhere. Man, bird, beast, reptile, rodent, insect, fish didn't have a chance. The fix was in. I didn't know what to do about it. I got depressed. You know, I see a boy at the supermarket, he's packing my groceries, then I see him sticking himself into his own grave along with the toilet paper, the beer and the chicken breasts.Charles Bukowski / quote ↗
05UndatedI see a brightportionunder the overhead lightthat shades intodarknessand then into darkerdarknessand I can't see beyond that.Charles Bukowski / quote ↗
06Undatedshot in the eyeshot in the brainshot in the assshot like a flower in the danceamazing how death wins hands downamazing how much credence is given to idiot forms oflifeamazing how laughter has been drowned outamazing how viciousness is such a constantI must soon declare my own war on their warI must hold to my last piece of groundI must protect the small space I have made that hasallowed me lifemy life not their deathmy death not their deaththis place, this time, nowI vow to the sunthat I will laugh the good laugh once againin the perfect place of meforever.their death not my life.Charles Bukowski / quote ↗
07UndatedLa mayoría de la muerte de la gente es una farsa, no queda en ellos nada que pueda morirCharles Bukowski / quote ↗
08UndatedI believe that to be the world's greatest livingwriterthere must be somethingterribly wrong with you.I don't even want to be the world's greatestdead writer.just being dead would be fairenough.Charles Bukowski / quote ↗
09UndatedI'm one of those who doesn't think there is much differencebetween an atomic scientist and a man who cleans the crappersexcept for the luck of the draw - parents with enough money to point you toward a moregenerous death.of course, some come through brilliantly, butthere are thousands, millions of others, bottled up, keptfrom even the most minute chance to realize their potential.Charles Bukowski / quote ↗
11UndatedI paid, got up, walkedto the door, openedit.I heard the mansay, "that guy'snuts."out on the street Iwalked northfeelingcuriouslyhonored.Charles Bukowski / quote ↗
12Undatedthe best part waspulling down theshadesstuffing the doorbellwith ragsputting the phonein therefrigeratorand going to bedfor 3 or 4days. and the next bestpartwasnobody evermissedme.Charles Bukowski / quote ↗
13UndatedSometimes things are just what they seem to be and that's all there is to it.Charles Bukowski / quote ↗
15Undatedwhen I am feelinglowall i have to do iswatch my catsand mycouragereturnsCharles Bukowski / quote ↗
16Undatedsometimes when everything seems atits worstwhen all conspiresand gnawsand the hours, days, weeksyearsseem wasted – stretched there upon my bedin the darklooking upward at the ceilingi get what many will consider anobnoxious thought:it’s still nice to beBukowski.Charles Bukowski / quote ↗
17UndatedI do think that poetry is important though, if you don’t strive at it, if you don’t fill it full of stars and falseness.Charles Bukowski / quote ↗
19UndatedAnd then she would smile, to show me how, and it was the saddest smile I ever saw.Charles Bukowski / quote ↗
20Undatedduring my worst timeson the park benchesin the jailsor living withwhoresI always had this certaincontentment-I wouldn't call ithappiness-it was more of an innerbalancethat settled forwhatever was occuringand it helped in thefactoriesand when relationshipswent wrongwith thegirls.it helpedthrough thewars and thehangoversthe backalley fightsthehospitals.to awaken in a cheap roomin a strange city andpull up the shade-this was the craziest kind ofcontentmentand to walk across the floorto an old dresser with acracked mirror-see myself, ugly,grinning at it all.what matters most ishow well youwalk through thefire.Charles Bukowski / quote ↗
22UndatedMost people are much better at saying things in letters than in conversation, and some people can write artistic, inventive letters, but when they try a poem or story or novel they become pretentious.Charles Bukowski / quote ↗
23Undatedwhere some god pissed a rain of reason to make things grow only to die,Charles Bukowski / quote ↗
24Undatedthat your power of commandwith simple language wasone of the magnificent things ofour century.(from the poem: result)Charles Bukowski / quote ↗
