My body gnaws at me from one side and my spirit gnaws at me from the other.

Before my death I hope to obtain my life.

Most people are much better at saying things in letters than in conversation, and some people can write artistic, inventive letters, but when they try a poem or story or novel they become pretentious.

I used to lay drunk in alleys and I probably will again.Bukowski, who is he? I read about Bukowski and it doesn't seem like anything to do with me.

There will always be something to ruin our lives, it all depends on what or which finds us first. We are always ripe and ready to be taken.

Most people are not ready for death, theirs or anybody elses.

Bad luck for the young poet would be a rich father, an early marriage, an early success or the ability to do anything well.