I felt I had to win. It seemed very important. I didn't know why it was important and I kept thinking, why do I think this is so important? And another part of me answered, just because it is.
Charles BukowskiWhen you play the field selfishly everything works against you: one canโt insist on love or demand affection. youโre finally left with whatever you have been willing to give which often is: nothing.
Charles Bukowskithe psyche has been burned and left us senseless, the world has been darker than lights-out in a closet full of hungry bats, and the whiskey and wine entered our veins when blood was too weak to carry on
Charles Bukowskithe beautiful are found in the edge of a room crumpled into spiders and needles and silence and we can never understand why they left,they were so beautiful. they dont make it, the beautiful die young and leave the ugly to their ugly lives.
Charles Bukowski