Quotes About Acceptance

You could sit in there all day drinking coffee and they never asked you to leave no matter how bad you looked. They just asked the bums not to bring their wine and drink it there. Places like that gave you hope when there wasn´t much hope.

That girl enjoyed everything that bored me and everything that I enjoyed bored her. We were the perfect mates: what kept us going was the tolerable and intolerable distance between us. We kept meeting each day—and each night—with nothing solved and no chance to solve it. Perfection.

You can't beat death but you can beat death in life.

suicide fails as you get older: there's less and less to kill.

not being able to love fully they will believe your love incomplete and then they will hate you and their hatred will be perfect

death arrived on schedule on a Sunday afternoon, and, as always, it was easier than we thought it would be.

Learn that there will be hours, days and months ahead of feeling absolutely terrible and nothing can change that; neither new girlfriends, health professionals, changes of diet, dope, humility, or God.

Well, as the boys said, you had to work somewhere. So they accepted what there was. This was the wisdom of the slave.

sometimes when everything seems at its worst when all conspires and gnaws and the hours, days, weeks years seem wasted— stretched there upon my bed in the dark looking upward at the ceiling I get what many will consider an obnoxious thought: it's still nice to be Bukowski.

you have to accept this reality as the madhouse walls bulge break and the terrified insane flood our ugly streets. you have to accept terrible reality.

greater men than I have failed to agree with Life.

I always had this certain contentment- I wouldn't call it happiness- it was more of an inner balance that settled for whatever was occurring

DEATH COMES SLOWLY LIKE ANTS TO A FALLEN FIG

The tigers have found me, and I do not care.

I don't want to stay where I'm not wanted. I don't want to stay where I'm disliked.

That was love, that was bravery. Shit, who could really stand me? anyone who could stand me had a lot of forgiveness of soul.

Although looked down upon, the idiots seemed to have the more peaceful lives: nothing was expected of them.

when you take it away do it slowly and easily make it as if I were dying in my sleep instead of in my life, amen.

Gathered around me were the weak instead of the strong, the ugly instead of the beautiful, the losers instead of the winners. It looked like it was my destiny to travel in their company through life. That didn't bother me so much as the fact that I seemed irresistible to these dull idiot fellows.

I'll think nice things about my wife, she looks so small there under the blanket, a little lump, that's all (death, you take me first, please) this lady needs a gentle space of peace without me).

it is usually mid-afternoon and quiet, and getting dressed we talk about what else there might be to do, but being together solves most of it for as long as those things stay solved in the history of women and man, it's different for each- for me, it's splendid enough to remember past the memories of pain and defeat and unhappiness: when you take it away do it slowly and easily make it as if I were dying in my sleep instead of in my life, amen.

I think I'm going to die," the old man said. "I don't want to die. I'm afraid to die …" "You've lived long enough, you old fart!" muttered my father.

she wants me to write a love poem but I think if people can't love each other's assholes and farts and shits and terrible parts just like they love the good parts, that ain't complete love.

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