The pest, in a sense, is a very superior being to us: he knows where to find us and how--usually in the bath or in sexual intercourse or asleep.
Charles BukowskiIt was like a church in there as only the truly lost sit in bars on Tuesday mornings at 8:00 a.m.
Charles BukowskiUnderstand me. Iโm not like an ordinary world. I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul.
Charles Bukowski