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
lucky
In a more universal sense, we only get one thing. You know...a head stone if we're lucky; if not, green grass.
book luck impossible
a good book can make an almost impossible existence, liveable ( from 'the luck of the word' )
guy lucky blame
I can't blame her. but wonder why she's here with me? where are the other guys? how can you be lucky? having someone the others have abandoned?
good-luck eye past
we drove on and on, past little villages and both good things and bad things were happening to the people in those villages too, but I still was nothing but arms and ears and eyes and maybe there'd be either some good luck for me or more death tomorrow.
waiting luck sometimes
Sometimes there's luck, When there is you stock up on it and wait for the other times
father luck would-be
Bad luck for the young poet would be a rich father, an early marriage, an early success or the ability to do anything well.
feel-good luck red
I've learned to feel good when I feel good. it's better to be driven around in a red porsche than to own one. the luck of the fool is inviolate.
new-york luck old-new-york
In New York you've got to have all the luck.
men luck trying
I got lost somehow, began staring up her legs. I was always a leg man. It was the first thing I saw when I was born. But then I was trying to get out. Ever since I have been working in the other direction and with pretty lousy luck.
men lucky mets
I never met another man I'd rather be. And even if that's a delusion, it's a lucky one.
people lucky ugly
Beauty is nothing, beauty won’t stay. You don’t know how lucky you are to be ugly, because if people like you, you know it’s for something else.
friendship prejudice sharing
That is what friendship means. Sharing the prejudice of experience.
art bloated kick sensation stop time trying
There is a time to stop reading, there is a time to STOP trying to WRITE, there is a time to kick the whole bloated sensation of ART out on its whore-ass.
heaven crowds doe
The masses are always wrong...Wisdom is doing everything the crowd does not do. All you do is reverse the totality of their learning and you have the heaven they're looking for.