I didn't feel that way about it. I had been playing with death for some time. I can't say we were the best of friends but we were well acquainted.
Charles BukowskiDaddy,' my mother asked, 'arenโt we going to run out of gas?' No thereโs plenty of god-damned gas.' Where are we going?' Iโm going to get some god-damed oranges!
Charles Bukowski