Quotes from Charles Bukowski

I think a man can keep o drinking for centuries, he'll never die; especially wine or beer... I like drunkards, man, because drunkards, they come out of it, and they're sick and they spring back, they spring back and forth... if I hadn't been a drunkard, I probably would have committed suicide long ago.

Janeway Smithson had been on the job for twenty-five years and was dumb enough to be proud of it. He

baÅŸkalar? bana, allah aÅŸk?na, Hank, ne buluyorsun bu herifte? diye sorduklar?nda, hey, benim kahraman?m o, herkesin mutlaka bir kahraman? olmal?, derim. koca adam purolar?n? tüttürmeye ve içmeye devam eder. iÅŸemeye bile kalkmaz, kalkmas? gerekmez, zahmete deÄŸmez.

and I look up at the window and think, I no longer know where you are, and I walk on and wonder where the living goes when it stops.

the jellyfish has a purpose, the hyena, the tick, the rat, the roach each filled with their swollen light. my light is out. who did this to me?

For Christ's sake, if they legalized pot half the people would stop smoking it. Prohibition created more drunks than grandmother's wart. It's only when you can't do that you want to do.

Stop insisting on clearing your head—clear your fucking heart instead.

I wasn't much of a petty thief. I wanted the whole world or nothing.

there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but i'm too tough for him

kimi beynini yitirip ruha dönüÅŸür: deli. kimi ruhunu yitirip beyne dönüÅŸür: entelektüel. kimi ikisini de yitirir ve kabul görür.

La gente amoral suele considerarse más libre, pero a menudo carecen de la capacidad de sentir o de amar.

This thing about fucking was nice. It gave people extra things to think about.

Cuidado com os que sempre procuram multidões; eles não são nada sozinhos

YOU WHORE, I'M GETTING A BLOW JOB!

Find what you love and let it kill you. - Charles Bukowski

El tiempo no transcurría en tanto la existencia se iba transformando en algo insoportable.

We are all trapped by a singular fate, nobody ever finds the one, the city dumps fill, the junkyards fill, the madhouses fill, the hospitals fill, the graveyards fill, nothing else fills

Secoli di poesia e siamo ancora al punto di partenza.

when a man puts that uniform on that he is the paid protector of things of the present time. he is here to see that things stay the way they are. if you like the way things are, then all cops are good cops. if you don't like the way things are, then all cops are bad cops.

It's like a code, you know, a code of courtesy…because if the poor aren't decent to one another nobody else is going to be.

I was born to hustle roses down the avenues of the dead.

I feel for the lonely, I sense their need, but I also feel that the lonely are for one another and that they should find each other and leave me alone.

what she doesn't realize is that - usually - only boring people get bored.

Just living until you die is hard work," I said.