death is walking
up and down
this room
smoking my cigars
taking hits of my
wine


Charles Bukowski

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nada más que un truco para atenuar nuestra herida.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI
Uno se puede encariñar de muchas cosas aparte del sexo pero es mejor si el sexo está presente de a...
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las palabras bonitas
como las mujeres bonitas
se arrugan y mueren.
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there are worse things
than being alone
but it often takes
decades to realize this CHARLES BUKOWSKI
your best men are
drunks and your worst men are
locking them
up,
your best men a...
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there was something about
that city, though
it didn't let me feel guilty
that I had n...
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we must bring
our own light
to the
darkness.
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my beerdrunk soul is sadder than all the dead christmas trees of the world.
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Thirty- eight years old and he was finished. He sipped at the coffee and remembered where he had gon...
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I wanted the whole world or nothing.
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You have to die a few times before you can really
live.
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My ambition is handicapped by laziness
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Some people never go crazy, What truly horrible lives they must live.
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I went to the kitchen and felt-up the turkey.
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There is nothing that teaches you more than regrouping after failure ad moving on. Yet most people a...
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Well it’s good to have a car like that, once in a while somebody’ll say, ‘why don’t you come...
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If I write badly about blacks, homosexuals and women, it is because of these who I met were that. Th...
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having nothing to struggle
against
they have nothing to struggle
for.
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There is a time to stop reading, there is a time to STOP trying to WRITE, there is a time to kick th...
CHARLES BUKOWSKI
I stopped looking for a Dream Girl, I just wanted one that wasn't a nightmare.
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The place trembled with sound. I didn't need to do anything. They would do it all. But you had to be...
CHARLES BUKOWSKI
You're afraid of the audience, aren't you?"
"Yes, but it's not stagefright. It's that I'm there...
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To do a dull thing with style-now that's what I call art.
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Sex is interesting, but it's not totally important. I mean it's not even as important (physically) a...
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Before you kill something make sure you have something better to replace it with; something better t...
CHARLES BUKOWSKI
I don't like jail, they got the wrong kind of bars in there
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There are worse things than being alone,
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Boring damned people. All over the earth. Propagating more boring damned people. What a horror show....
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that your power of command
with simple language was
one of the magnificent things of
...
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Cats tell me without effort all that there is to know.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI
I
think that the
world should be full of cats and full of rain, that's all, just
cats...
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My objection to war was not that I had to kill somebody or be killed senselessly, that hardly matter...
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My heart is a thousand years old. I am not like other people.
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girls
please give your
bodies and your
lives
to
the young men
who
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We’ve all heard that little woman who says, “Oh, it’s terrible what these young people do to t...
CHARLES BUKOWSKI
- I tak nieźle sobie pożyłem.
- Co to za życie? – powiedział ojciec.- Nic tylko kłamstw...
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I guess I´m too used to sitting in a small room and making
words do a few things. I see enoug...
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So be careful when you bend over.
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as long as there are
human beings about
there is never going to be
any peace
for...
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I have, he went on, betrayed myself with
belief, deluded myself with love
tricked myself w...
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is there any wonder why the world is where it’s at now? just notice the creature sitting near you ...
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they thought that writing had
something to do with
the politics of the
thing.
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it’s as if he were hiding in there and I want to console him, say: “I am sorry, poor fellow, but...
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it is a fine sunny day and great matters loom across the horizon of history. Carthage in my rearview...
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I often carry things to read so that I will not have to look at the people.
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another hot summer night as I sit here and play at being a writer again. and the worst thing of cour...
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Living too long takes more than time
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humanity you sick motherfucker.
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I look like a man in a death camp.
I
am.

still, I'm lucky: I feat on solitude, ...
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Writing is its own intoxication.
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if I had a book or a drink then I didn’t think too much of other things—fools create their own p...
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But you know, my former life as a bibliophile, it possibly kept me from murdering somebody, myself i...
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alone tonight in this house, alone with 6 cats who tell me without effort all that there is to know.
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a bird no one wants. he’s mine. my bird of pain. he doesn’t sing. that bird swaying on the bough...
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of one hundred movies there's one that is fair, one that's good and ninety eight that are very bad. ...
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people are worn away with striving, they hide in common habits. their concerns are herd concerns. fe...
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there was a soldier in the next room living with his wife and he would soon be going over there to p...
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I was so thin I could slice bread with my shoulderblades, only I seldom had bread
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well, death says, as he walks by, I'm going to get you anyhow no matter what you've been: writer, ca...
CHARLES BUKOWSKI
not writing is not good but trying to write when you can't is worse.
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great books are the ones we need
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young or old, good or bad, I don't think anything dies as slow and as hard as a writer.
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I could read the great books but the great books don't interest me.
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writing about a writer's block is better than not writing at all
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I tell you such fine music waits in the shadows of hell.
CHARLES BUKOWSKI
I often carry things to read
so that I will not have to look at
the people.
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Now we are citizens of nothing. the sun itself knows the sad truth of how we surrendered our lives a...
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I was sentimental about many things: a woman’s shoes under the bed; one hairpin left behind on the...
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