There's no light at the end of the tunnel, there isn't even a tunnel. The best thing I can do is get drunk and listen to classical music. Or sleep and wait for death to get closer. Leaving this will not be a horrible thing. Yet I'm glad, somehow, that I threw my words in the air: confetti, celebrating nothing.
Charles BukowskiWe are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.
Charles Bukowskishe was consumed by 3 simple things: drink, despair, loneliness; and 2 more: youth and beauty
Charles Bukowski