Charles Bukowski
Charles Bukowski
Henry Charles Bukowskiwas an American poet, novelist, and short story writer...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth16 August 1920
CityAndernach, Germany
CountryUnited States of America
light darkness may
There's a light somewhere. It may not be much light but it beats the darkness.
typewriters
Do some living and get yourself a typewriter.
book mean self
It’s not so much that nothing means anything but more that it keeps meaning nothing. there’s no release, just gurus and self- appointed gods and hucksters. the more people say, the less there is to say. even the best books are dry sawdust.
lonely men stuff
Hey, Hank, I notice all the women around your place lately ... good looking stuff; you're doing all right." "Sam," I say, "that's not true; I am one of God's most lonely men.
laughter light giving
I give you soul. I give you wisdom and light and music and a bit of laughter. Also, I am the world's greatest horseplayer.
hands want left-behind
the best often die by their own hand just to get away, and those left behind can never quite understand why anybody would ever want to get away from them
dog moving breathing
the impossibility of being human all too human this breathing in and out out and in these punks these cowards these champions these mad dogs of glory moving this little bit of light toward us impossibly.
book great-book interest
I could read the great books but the great books don't interest me.
laughter crazy eye
And if there is anybody out there who is crazy enough to want to become a writer, I'd say go ahead, spit in the eye of the sun, hit those keys, it's the best madness going, the centuries need help, the species cry for light and gamble and laughter. Give it to them. There are enough words for all of us.
wrinkles pretty-woman pretty-words
Pretty words, as pretty women, wrinkle up and die.
giving advice painting
and if I have any advice to give to anybody it’s this: take up watercolor painting.
pet goldfish canaries
places to hunt places to hide are getting harder to find, and pet canaries and goldfish too, did you notice that?
stupid night two
why don't we go back out there and tell them what happened? because nothing happened except that everybody has been driven insane and stupid by life. in this society there are only two things that count: don't be caught without money and don't get caught high on any kind of high. (Night Streets of Madness)
kind wanted knows
she knew what she wanted and it wasn't / me. / I know more women like that than any / other kind.