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
real dimes lasts
When I get down to my last dime I'll just walk over to skid row." "There are some real weirdos down there." "They're everywhere.
games might toys
When Ginsburg is at the top of his game you might as well put down your toys and listen.
hate people hatred
I have one problem, I don’t hate people. They disgust me and I want to get away from them. I do not have hatred. I have an escape mechanism.
rocks symphony joy
the grace is being able to like rock music, symphony music, jazz … anything that contains the original energy of joy.
sweet men christ
Sweet Christ, you must know that a man will go further for any poem than for any woman ever born.
magic trying may
magic persists without us no matter what we may do to try to spoil it
prejudice
That's what friendship is, sharing the prejudice of experience.
dream self snakes
Once in a dream I saw a snake swallowing its own tail, it swallowed and swallowed until it got halfway round, and there it stopped and there it stayed, it was stuffed with its own self. Some fix, that. We only have ourselves to go on, and it’s enough…
doing-nothing
I knew exactly what I was doing: I was doing nothing. because I knew there was nothing to do.
destroyed
You were destroyed by what you befriended.
body care doe
I can see where creation often stops while the body still lives and often does not care to. the death of life before life dies.
people earth horror
the people are the biggest horror show on earth, have been for centuries.
laughing together care
… and we are in bed together laughing and we don’t care about anything.
stupid believe sorrow
I wish to weep but sorrow is stupid. I wish to believe but belief is a graveyard.