Charles Bukowski
Charles Bukowski
Henry Charles Bukowskiwas an American poet, novelist, and short story writer...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth16 August 1920
CityAndernach, Germany
CountryUnited States of America
taken anarchy ruins
There will always be something to ruin our lives, it all depends on what or which finds us first. We are always ripe and ready to be taken.
world wanted whole-world
I wanted the whole world or nothing.
men drunk shooting-up
We have wasted History like a bunch of drunks shooting dice back in the men's crapper of the local bar.
loneliness pride men
I was a man who thrived on solitude; without it I was like another man without food or water. Each day without solitude weakened me. I took no pride in my solitude; but I was dependent on it. The darkness of the room was like sunlight to me.
hot hermits
When a hot woman meets a hermit one of them is going to change.
mad magic
she’s mad, but she’s magic.
way
I am a poem. There is no way out.
purple doe strange
purple does something strange to me
hate facade
hate contains truth. beauty is a facade.
betrayal damnation female
The male, for all his bravado and exploration, is the loyal one, the one who generally feels love. The female is skilled at betrayal and torture and damnation.
women
A woman has to have something on or there's nothing to take off.
men tragedy his-love
It's not the large things that send a man to the madhouse... no, it's the continuing series of small tragedies... not the death of his love but the shoelace that snaps with no time left.
shoes shirts
I will put on my shoes and shirt and get out of here - it'll be better for all of us.
hell bother
Those who escape hell however never talk about it and nothing much bothers them after that