t was almost disappointing because it seemed when stress and madness were eliminated from my daily life there wasn't much left you could depend on.
Charles BukowskiThe poet, as a rule, is a half-man - a sissy, not a real person, and he is in no shape to lead real men in matters of blood, or courage.
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 BukowskiI take much pleasure in being alone but there is also a strange warm grace in not being alone.
Charles BukowskiEverything was a trap: women, drugs, whiskey, wine, scotch, beer - even beer - cigars, and cigarettes. Traps: Work or no work. Traps: Artistry or no artistry; everything sucked you into some spiderweb. I disdained the use of the needle for the same reason that I disdained some so-called beautiful women - the price was far beyond the measure of the worth. I didn't want to hustle that hard.
Charles Bukowski