Quotes from Charles Bukowski

I was alone with myself. And disgusting as I was it was better than being with somebody else, anybody else, all of them out there doing their pitiful little tricks and handsprings.

as a childi supposei was not quitenormal.my happiest times werewheni was left alone inthe house on asaturday.

I used to live on one candy bar a day - it cost a nickel. I always remember the candy bar was called Payday. That was my payday. And that candy bar tasted so good, at night I would take one bite, and it was so beautiful.

I do not like to work and have no trade but i do like to eat, so this is basic, the basic training of slaves to fear.

it's good to have things done with when they don't work it's also good not to hate or even forget the person you've failed with.

well, i don't know about you but I'm going to try everything! War, women, travel, marriage, children, the works. [...]. I want to know about things, what makes them work!

A cat is only itself, representative of the strong forces of life that won't let go.

An artist is a man who says a difficult thing in a simple way

Bullfighting can be an art Boxing can be an art Loving can be an art Opening a can of sardines can be an art

To create art means to be crazy alone forever.

the way to create art is to burn and destroyordinary concepts and to substitute themwith new truths that run down from the top of the headand out of the heart

Much publishing is done through politics, friends, and natural stupidity.

Beauty is nothing, beauty won't stay. You don't know how lucky you are to be ugly, because if people like you, you know it's for something else.

she was consumed by 3 simple things: drink, despair, loneliness; and 2 more: youth and beauty

Some people never go crazy, What truly horrible lives they must live.

I still have a little whiskey left and therefore a chance.

All a guy needed was a chance. Somebody was alway controlling who got a chance and who didn't.

I am aware that a computer can't create a poem, but neither can a typewriter.

We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.

An early taste of death is not necessarily a bad thing.

I carry death in my left pocket. Sometimes I take it out and talk to it: "Hello, baby, how you doing? When you coming for me? I'll be ready.

Death meant little to me. It was the last joke in a series of bad jokes.

Death is not the problem; waiting around for it is.

If you want to know who your friends are, get yourself a jail sentence.