You know the typical crowd, Wow, itโs Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there? Well, yeah. Because thereโs nothing out there. Itโs stupidity. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. Let them stupidify themselves. Iโve never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. Thatโs all. Sorry for all the millions, but Iโve never been lonely. I like myself. Iโm the best form of entertainment I have.
Charles BukowskiHer one drink had Cecelia giggling and talking and she was explaining that animals had souls too. Nobody challenged her opinion. It was possible, we knew. What we weren't sure of was if we had any.
Charles BukowskiChristmas poem to a man in jail hello Bill Abbott: I appreciate your passing around my books in jail there, my poems and stories. if I can lighten the load for some of those guys with my books, fine. but literature, you know, is difficult for the average man to assimilate (and for the unaverage man too); I don't like most poetry, for example, so I write mine the way I like to read it.
Charles Bukowski