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At the age of 25 most people were finished. A whole god-damned nation of assholes driving automobiles, eating, having babies, doing everything in the worst way possible, like voting for the presidential candidate who reminded them most of themselves.
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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.
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war
wine
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a good book can make an almost impossible existence, liveable ( from 'the luck of the word' )
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Charles Bukowski |
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this time has finished me.
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Charles Bukowski |
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there must be a way. surely there must be a way that we have not yet thought of. who put this brain inside of me? it cries it demands it says that there is a chance. it will not say "no."
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Charles Bukowski |
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So you want to be a writer if it doesn't come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don't do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don't do it. if you have to sit for hours staring at your computer screen or hunched over your typewriter searching for words, don't do it. if you're doing it for money or fame, don't do it. if you're doing it because you want women in your bed, don't do..
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Charles Bukowski |
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Everything is beautiful. We have all this beauty in the world and all we have to do is reach out and touch it, it is all there and all ours for the taking." -- Cecilia to Henry Chinaski, liberty taken changing past tense to present tense (173)"
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Charles Bukowski |
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I see men assassinated around me every day. I walk through rooms of the dead, streets of the dead, cities of the dead; men without eyes, men without voices; men with manufactured feelings and standard reactions; men with newspaper brains, television souls and high school ideas. Kennedy himself was 9/10ths the way around the clock or he wouldn't have accepted such an enervating and enfeebling job -- meaning President of the United States of ..
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kennedy
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assassination
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Charles Bukowski |
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When I was young I was depressed all the time. But suicide no longer seemed a possibility in my life. At my age there was very little left to kill. It was good to be old, no matter what they said. It was reasonable that a man had to be at least 50 years old before he could write with anything like clarity.
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suicide
writing
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eleven months. now she's gone gone as they go.
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Charles Bukowski |
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Most people are not ready for death, theirs or anybody elses.
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Charles Bukowski |
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out of the arms... out of the arms of one love and into the arms of another I have been saved from dying on the cross by a lady who smokes pot writes songs and stories, and is much kinder than the last, much much kinder, and the sex is just as good or better. it isn't pleasant to be put on the cross and left there, it is much more pleasant to forget a love which didn't work as all love finally doesn't work... it is much more pleasant to mak..
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Charles Bukowski |
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girls please give your bodies and your lives to the young men who deserve them besides there is no way I would welcome the intolerable dull senseless hell you would bring me and I wish you luck in bed and out but not in mine thank you.
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irony
poem
poetry
women
funny
death
life
love
bukowski
dull
girls
misogyny
rejection
sexuality
hell
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I was in love again. I was in trouble
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Charles Bukowski |
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one more creature dizzy with love
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Charles Bukowski |
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I drank for some time, three or four days. I couldn't get myself to read the want ads. The thought of sitting in front of a man behind a desk and telling him that I wanted a job, that I was qualified for a job, was too much for me. Frankly, I was horrified by life, at what a man had to do simply in order to eat, sleep, and keep himself clothed. So I stayed in bed and drank. When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment..
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Charles Bukowski |
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I have gotten so used to melancholia that I greet it like an old friend.
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Charles Bukowski |
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And it seems people should not build houses anymore it seems people should stop working and sit in small rooms on second floors under electric lights without shades; it seems there is a lot to forget and a lot not to do and in drugstores, markets, bars, the people are tired, they do not want to move, and I stand there at night and look through this house and the house does not want to be built
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poem
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In the old days, before I was married, or knew a lot of women, I would just pull down all the shades and go to bed for three or four days. I'd get up to shit. I'd eat a can of beans, go back to bed, just stay there for three or four days. Then I'd put on my clothes and I'd walk outside, and the sunlight was brilliant, and the sounds were great. I felt powerful, like a recharged battery. But you know the first bring-down? The first human fac..
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sleep
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Sometimes a man doesn't know what to do about things and sometimes it's best to lie very still and try not to think at all about anything.
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hr ykh z znny khh zmny by tfwt z khnrshn gdhshth y tmm dnyy mrdy bwdh nd... hmyn zn khh z twbws pydh shd b chshmhy m`mwly w khyfy m`mwly tr w tw m`Swmsh pndshty rwzy jyy khsy r atsh zdh... b hmn sqhy m`mwly w ngshthy khshydh shkh ndrm mrdy hst khh hnwz dr jyy z jhn mntZr st an zn
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Charles Bukowski |
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we only asked for leopards to guard our thinning dreams.
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Charles Bukowski |
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So, that's what they wanted: lies. Beautiful lies. That's what they needed. People were fools. It was going to be easy for me.
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Charles Bukowski |
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What? You'd dare drink right after getting out of jail for intoxication?" That's when you need a drink the most."
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Charles Bukowski |
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mercy, I think, doesn't the human race know anything about mercy?
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Charles Bukowski |
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writing about a writer's block is better than not writing at all
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writing
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No Help of that There is a place in the heart that will never be filled a space. And even during the best moments and the greatest times we will know it We will know it more that ever. There is a place in the heart that will never be filled and we will wait and wait in that place.
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Charles Bukowski |
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I tell you such fine music waits in the shadows of hell.
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music
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Charles Bukowski |
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I'm not the cruel type, but they are, and that's the secret.
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Charles Bukowski |
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Never trust a man in a jumpsuit
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Charles Bukowski |
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it doesn't matter if Prince Charles falls off his horse or that the hummingbird is so seldom seen or that we are too senseless to go insane. coffee. give us more of that NOTHING coffee.
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nothing
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Charles Bukowski |
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Humanity, you never had it from the beginning." That was my motto."
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Charles Bukowski |
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I'm too careless. I don't put out enough effort. I'm tired.
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Charles Bukowski |
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and love was lightning and remembrance
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Charles Bukowski |
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startling! such determination in the dull and uninspired and the copyists. they never lose the fierce gratitude for their uneventfulness, nor do they forget to laugh at the wit of slugs; as a study in diluted senses they'd make any pharaoh cough up his beans; in music they prefer the monotony of dripping faucets; in love and sex they prefer each other and therefore compound the problem; the energy with which they propel their uselessness (..
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Charles Bukowski |
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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 enough of humanity at the racetracks, the supermarkets, gas stations, freeways, cafes, etc. This can't be helped. But I feel like kicking myself in the ass when I go to gatherings, even if the drinks are free. It never works for me. I've got enough clay to play with. People empty me. I have to get away to refill. I'm what's best for me, sitting he..
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society
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Any damn fool can beg up some kind of job; it takes a wise man to make it without working.
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Charles Bukowski |
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I was their bar freak, they needed me to make themselves feel better. just like, at times, I needed that graveyard.
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Charles Bukowski |
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the free soul is rare, but you know it when you see it - basically because you feel good, very good, when you are near or with them...
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Charles Bukowski |
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A yet women -good women- frightened me because they eventually wanted your soul, and what was left of mine, I wanted to keep. Basically I craved prostitutes, base women, because they were deadly and hard and made no personal demands. Nothing was lost when they left. Yet at the same time I yearned for a gentle, good woman, despite the overwhelming price.
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women
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Charles Bukowski |
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Gradually I came to realize that my understanding of women goes only as far as the pleasure is concerned.
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Charles Bukowski |
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they say that nothing is wasted: either that
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Charles Bukowski |
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Many a good man has been put under the bridge by a woman.
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Charles Bukowski |
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The wisdom to quit is all we have left.
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