like the fox I run with the hunted and if Iโm not the happiest man on earth Iโm surely the luckiest man alive.
Charles BukowskiEach person is only given so many evenings and each wasted evening is a gross violation against the natural course of your only life.
Charles BukowskiWe're all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn't. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.
Charles Bukowski