That was the trouble with being a writer, that was the main troubleโleisure time, excessive leisure time. You had to wait around for the buildup until you could write and while you were waiting you went crazy, and while you were going crazy you drank and the more you drank the crazier you got.
Charles BukowskiIโve had so many knives stuck into me, when they hand me a flower I canโt quite make out what it is. It takes time.
Charles BukowskiI suppose like others I have come through fire and sword, love gone wrong, head-on crashes, drunk at sea, and I have listened to the simple sound of water running in tubs and wished to drown
Charles Bukowski