I carry death in my left pocket. Sometimes I take it out and talk to it: "Hello, baby, how you doing? When you coming for me? I'll be ready.
Charles BukowskiAll a guy needed was a chance. Somebody was alway controlling who got a chance and who didn't.
Charles Bukowskifor a man of 55 who didn't get laid until he was 23 and not very often until he was 50 I think that I should stay listed via Pacific Telephone until I get as much as the average man has had
Charles Bukowski