I didn't like anybody in that school. I think they knew that. I think that's why they disliked me. I didn't like the way they walked or looked or talked, but I didn't like my mother or father either. I still had the feeling of being surrounded by white empty space. There was always a slight nausea in my stomach.
Charles Bukowskitake a writer away from his typewriter and all you have left is the sickness which started him typing in the beginning
Charles Bukowski