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
guy ifs
If you can hit a guy once, you can hit him twice.
heart light laughing
The Laughing Heart your life is your life don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission. be on the watch. there are ways out. there is a light somewhere. it may not be much light but it beats the darkness. be on the watch. the gods will offer you chances. know them. take them. you can’t beat death but you can beat death in life, sometimes. and the more often you learn to do it, the more light there will be. your life is your life. know it while you have it. you are marvelous the gods wait to delight in you.
easter clever children
The ladies usually go for the biggest damn fool they can find; that is why the human race stands where it does today: we have bred the clever and lasting Casanovas, all hollow inside, like the chocolate Easter bunnies we foster upon our poor children.
crazy laughing reason
The crazy ones only laugh when there is no reason to laugh.
choke
It’s when you hide things that you choke on them.
writing people desperate
writers are desperate people and when they stop being desperate they stop being writers.
eye looks cures
Her eyes always had a frantic, lost look. He could never cure her eyes of that.
sleep
too often, the only escape is sleep
jobs passion firsts
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.
heart want chaos
There's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out.
wall heart fighting
I was fighting a small fight of my own which wasn't leading anywhere-but like a man with a bent spoon trying to dig through a cement wall I knew that a small fight was better than quitting: it kept the heart alive.
taste bad-things
An early taste of death is not necessarily a bad thing.
strong
We are hardly ever as strong as that which we create.
art writing mean
great writers are indecent people they live unfairly saving the best part for paper. good human beings save the world so that bastards like me can keep creating art, become immortal. if you read this after I am dead it means I made it.