Quotes About Commitment

If you're going to try, go all the way. otherwise, don't even start.

I would be married, but I'd have no wife, I would be married to a single life.

I´ve given you my time. Its all I´ve got to give - its all any man has. And for a pitiful buck and a quarter an hour.

Love it or leave it

then sit down and write or stand up and write but write no matter what the other people are doing, no matter what they will do to you.

he asked, what makes a man a writer? well, I said, it's simple, it's either you get it down on paper or you jump off a bridge. writers are desperate people and when they stop being desperate they stop being writers. are you desperate? I don't know...

A writer is not a writer because he has written some books. A writer is not a writer because he teaches literature. A writer is only a writer if he can write now, tonight, this minute.

Some men are crazy, I said, moving toward the door. What do wou mean? I mean, some men are in love with their wives.

do it, do it, do it. do it. all the way all the way.

I get 75 letters a month. If i answered them that's all I would ever do.

restless days and sleepless nights always fighting with all your heart and soul so as not to fail at living

She had chosen me and it was as simple as that.

If you are going to try, go all the way, otherwhise don't even start.

unless it comes out of your soul like a rocket, unless being still would drive you to madness or suicide or murder, don't do it. unless the sun inside you is burning your gut, don't do it. when it is truly time, and if you have been chosen, it will do it by itself and it will keep on doing it until you die or it dies in you. there is no other way. and there never was.

Too many writers write for the wrong reasons. They want to get famous or they want to get rich or they want to get laid by the girls with bluebells in their hair... When everything works best, it's not because you chose writing, but because writing chose you. It's when you're mad with it. When it's stuffed in your ears, nostrils, under your finger nails. It's when there's no hope but that.

That is the nature of Woman. They like the mutual exchange of dirty laundry, a bit of screaming, a bit of dramatics. Then an exchange of vows.

But it's all the little people, Buk, the twenty-five-buck-a-week guys who gave up everything to keep the thing going. The guys with cardboard in their shoes. The guys who slept on the floor.

Ljudi duguju jedni drugima izvesnu vernost, ?ak i kad nisu u braku. U neku ruku, poverenje bi onda trebalo da je dublje, jer nije ozakonjeno.

once again I hear of somebody who is going to settle down and do their work, painting or writing or whatever, as soon as they get a better light installed, orassoonastheymovetoanew city, or as soon as they come back from the trip they have been planning, or as soon as . . . it's simple: they just don't want to do it, or they can't do it, otherwise they'd feel a burning itch from hell they could not ignore and "soon" would turn quickly into "now.

If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It's the only good fight there is." –Paraphrased from Charles Bukowski's poem "Roll the Dice

roll the dice if you're going to try, go all the way. otherwise, don't get into it. if you're going to try, go all the way. this could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives, jobs and maybe your mind. go all the way. it could mean not eating for 3 or 4 days. it could mean freezing on a park bench. it could mean jail, alcoholism, it could mean derision, mockery, isolation.

there comes a time in each man's life when he must choose to stand or run. I choose to stand.

All right, one of the women said, we know you think you're too good for this job. Too good? Yes, your attitude. You think we didn't notice it? That's when I first learned that it wasn't enough to just do your job, you had to have an interest in it, even a passion for it.

Find what you love and let it kill you. a