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
crazy said sane
I thought you were sane," I said, "but you're just as crazy as the rest of them.
crazy love-you said
I'm going, she said. I love you but you're crazy, you're doomed.
baby mean said
Potential," I said, "doesn't mean a thing. You've got to do it. Almost every baby in a crib has more potential than I have.
hate sometimes said
sometimes I hate you," she said.
firsts said
And I said to myself that he was the first thing that I had ever missed in my life.
baby genius said
Baby," I said, "I'm a genius but nobody knows it but me.
legs poet said
but as God said, crossing his legs, I see where I have made plenty of poets but not so very much poetry.
writing said tenderness
Your writing", she said to me, "it's so raw. It's like a sledgehammer, and yet it has humor and tenderness. . . .
years ends middle
from the beginning, through the middle years and up to the end: too bad, too bad, too bad.
beautiful crazy mean
Oh, I don’t mean you’re handsome, not the way people think of handsome. Your face seems kind. But your eyes - they’re beautiful. They’re wild, crazy, like some animal peering out of a forest on fire.
kindness world gone
The world had somehow gone too far, and spontaneous kindness could never be so easy.
taken wine air
the last cigarettes are smoked, the loaves are sliced, and lest this be taken for wry sorrow, drown the spider in wine. you are much more than simply dead: I am a dish for your ashes, I am a fist for your vanished air. the most terrible thing about life is finding it gone.
nice book rose
There's nothing like privacy. You know, I like people. It's nice that they might like my books and all that...but I'm not the book, see? I'm the guy who wrote it, but I don't want them to come up and throw roses on me or anything. I want them to let me breathe.
funny powerful mean
I think that everything should be made available to everybody, and I mean LSD, cocaine, codeine, grass, opium, the works. Nothing on earth available to any man should be confiscated and made unlawful by other men in more seemingly powerful and advantageous positions.