The poet, as a rule, is a half-man - a sissy, not a real person, and he is in no shape to lead real men in matters of blood, or courage.
Charles BukowskiIt didn't pay to trust another human being. Humans didn't have it, whatever it took.
Charles Bukowskias a child i suppose i was not quite normal. my happiest times were when i was left alone in the house on a saturday.
Charles Bukowski