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
Charles Bukowski quotes about
mass sane know-how
the masses are everywhere they know how to do things: they have sane and deadly angers for sane and deadly things.
morning holiday phones
soon I'll finish this 5th of Puerto Rican rum. in the morning I'll vomit and shower, drive back in, have a sandwich by 1 p.m., be back in my room by 2, stretched on the bed, waiting for the phone to ring, not answering, my holiday is an evasion, mt reasoning is not.
pain numbness weather
It was too much. The comfortable people made comfortable jokes about weather and things but I sat mostly silent saying a word or so when necessary a word or so trying to hide from them the fact that I was a fool and feeling terrible And I was numb, numb again, numb again again and again, numbness and pain swelling in me.
bob way dylan
but right now it's Bob Dylan Bob Dylan Bob Dylan all the way.
beautiful ocean thinking
she is no longer the beautiful woman she was. she sends photos of herself sitting upon a rock by the ocean alone and damned. I could have had her once. I wonder if she thinks I could have saved her?
light people darkness
since some people had told me that I was ugly, I always preferred shade to the sun, darkness to light
people earth horror
the people are the biggest horror show on earth, have been for centuries.
laughing together care
… and we are in bed together laughing and we don’t care about anything.
cities sick sidewalk
I am too sick to lay down the sidewalks frighten me the whole damned city frightens me, what I will become what I have become frightens me.
thinking humans seems
human relationships simply aren't durable. I think back to the women in my life. they seem non-existent.
heart hands rocks
my hands dead my heart dead silence adagio of rocks the world ablaze that's the best for me.
ocean grief gone
it is all ash and dry leaves and grief gone like an ocean liner.
fall mirrors sides
you fall into the mirror, come through the other side staring at a lightbulb.
eye sea color
and the color in my eyes has gone back into the sea.