“ I beg to differ on Charles Bukowski, who says nothing can save you, except writing. Sometimes, absolutely nothing will save you, not the nights you end up wasting waiting for something grand to happen… Ioana-Cristina Casapu
“ All people start tocome apart finallyand there it is:just empty ashtrays in a roomor wisps of hair on a combin the dissolving moonlight. Charles Bukowski
“ There are so many dayswhen living stops and pulls up and sitsand waits like a train on the rails. Charles Bukowski
“ Why did I come here? I thought. Why is it always only a matter of choosing between something bad and something worse? Charles Bukowski
“ During my worst timeson the park benchesin the jailsor living withwhoresI always had this certaincontentment-I wouldn't call ithappiness-it was more of an innerbalancethat settled forwhatever was occu… Charles Bukowski
“ The flesh covers the bone and they put a mind in there and sometimes a soul, and the women break vases against the walls and the men drink too much and nobody finds the one but keep looking crawling i… Charles Bukowski
“ The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts while the stupid one are full of confidence". Charles Bukowski
“ No concept of danger, reality, flow or compassion. you can feel the despair escaping from their machines, their lives as hopeless and as numbed as yours. Charles Bukowski
“ All theorieslike clichesshot to hell,all these small faceslooking upbeautiful and believing;I wish to weepbut sorrow isstupid.I wish to believe but believe is agraveyard. we have narrowed it down toth… Charles Bukowski
“ I do think that poetry is important though, if you don’t strive at it, if you don’t fill it full of stars and falseness. Charles Bukowski
“ The best part waspulling down theshadesstuffing the doorbellwith ragsputting the phonein therefrigeratorand going to bedfor 3 or 4days. and the next bestpartwasnobody evermissedme. Charles Bukowski
“ Peace of mind and heartarriveswhen we accept what is:having beenborn into thisstrange lifewe must acceptthe wasted gamble of ourdaysand take some satisfaction inthe pleasure ofleaving it allbehind. Charles Bukowski
“ Nothing's news.it's the same old thing indisguise.only one thing comes without adisguise and you only see itonce, ormaybe never.like getting hit by a freighttrain.makes us realize that all ourmoaning… Charles Bukowski
