Simplicity is always the secret, to a profound truth, to doing things, to writing, to painting. Life is profound in its simplicity
Charles BukowskiHuman relationships are strange. I mean, you are with one person a while, eating and sleeping and living with them, loving them, talking to them, going places together, and then it stops.
Charles BukowskiWhere did all the women come from? The supply was endless. Each one of them was individual, different. Their pussies were different, their kisses were different, their breasts were different, but no man could drink them all, there were too many of them, crossing their legs, driving men mad. What a feast!
Charles Bukowski