I went to the bathroom and threw some water on my face, combed my hair. If I could only comb that face, I thought, but I can't.
Charles BukowskiTo experience real agony is something hard to write about, impossible to understand while it grips you; you're frightened out of your wits, canโt sit still, move, or even go decently insane.
Charles BukowskiWhat good are you? What can you do? It has cost me a thousands of dollars to raise you, feed you, clothe you! Suppose I left you here on the street? Then what would you do?" "Catch butterflies
Charles Bukowski