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
coffee black hot
I just want a hot cup of coffee,black,and I don’t want to hear about your troubles.
monday nice people
The streets were full of insane & dull people. Most of them lived in nice houses and didn't seem to work, and you wondered how they did it.
matter
Why did I come here? I thought. Why is it always only a matter of choosing between something bad and something worse?
feelings needed
I had no feeling for the things so many others needed.
people want not-interested
I am not a snob; it is simply that I am not interested with what most people have to say, or what they want to do — mostly with my time.
long people enough
Careful poetry and careful people live only long enough to die safely.
bridges people leap
I can almost understand why people leap from bridges.
block people humans
I walked around the block twice, passed 200 people and failed to see a human being.
turkeys fats bigs
love iz a big fat turkey and every day iz thanksgiving
laughing bones break
Love breaks my bones and I laugh
light
There is light somewhere.
laughter fighting night
If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It's the only good fight there is.
war crazy wine
My objection to war was not that I had to kill somebody or be killed senselessly, that hardly mattered. What I objected to was to be denied the right to sit in a small room and starve and drink cheap wine and go crazy in my own way and at my own leisure.
sun burning bursting-out
unless the sun inside you is burning your gut, don't do it