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what-strange-lives-we-live: “The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence.” — Charles Bukowski
waitingfor-youu: “Eyes. Those damn eyes, fucked me forever.” — Charles Bukowski
themaninthegreenshirt:good weatheris likegood women—it doesn’t always happenand when it doesit doesn’talways last.Charles Bukowski
liquidlightandrunningtrees: “and we drink our coffee and pretend not to look at each other.” — Charles Bukowski, Luck
quotemadness: “Too often, the only escape is sleep.” — Charles Bukowski
quotemadness: “Something else is hurting you - that’s why you need pot or whiskey, or whips and rubber suits, or screaming music turned so f*cking loud you can’t think.” — Charles Bukowski
myawesomequotes-com: “Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I’m not going to make it, but you laugh inside – remembering all the times you’ve felt that way.” — Charles Bukowski
bnmxfld: “It is only once in a while that you see someone whose electricity and presence matches yours at that moment.” — Charles Bukowski / Once in a while
what-strange-lives-we-live: “An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way.” — Charles Bukowski
ideliayun: “love breaks my bones and I laugh.” — Charles Bukowski, “The People Look Like Flowers At Last”
ideliayun: “everything is so sweetly awful, so continuously and sweetly awful: the art of consummation: life eating life… […] we only have ourselves to go on, and it’s enough…” — Charles Bukowski, “You Get So Alone at Times That It Just
ideliayun: “I am bitter sometimes but the taste has often been sweet. it’s only that I’ve feared to say it. it’s like when your woman says, ‘tell me you love me,’ and you can’t.” — Charles Bukowski, “Love is a Dog From Hell”
ideliayun: “I drive around the streets an inch away from weeping, ashamed of my sentimentality and possible love.” — Charles Bukowski, “On Love”
ideliayun: “…the courage it took to get out of bed each morning to face the same things over and over was enormous.” — Charles Bukowski, “You Get So Alone at Times That It Just Makes Sense”
ideliayun: “naturally, we are all caught in downmoods, it’s a matter of chemical imbalance and an existence which, at times, seems to forbid any real chance at happiness.” — Charles Bukowski, “You Get So Alone at Times That It Just Makes Sense”
ideliayun: “and this room is calm so strange as if magic had become normal.” — Charles Bukowski, “On Love”
alwaysphilthy: “Of course I’d like to see you but I can promise you nothing. Neither sex or love or maybe not even understanding. But I would like to see you.” - Bukowski
raneemlr: “We are all museums of fear.” — Charles Bukowski (via quotemadness)
zstephanie: People run from rain but sit in bathtubs full of water.Charles Bukowski
qvotable: “Well, the rain had stopped but the pain was still there.” — Charles Bukowski // Pulp
themaninthegreenshirt: good weatheris likegood women—it doesn’t always happenand when it doesit doesn’talways last.Charles Bukowski
aniodi04: “… and we are in bed together laughing and we don’t care about anything…” - Charles Bukowski.
violentwavesofemotion: “I let everything burn.” — Charles Bukowski, from The Roominghouse Madrigals; “Thermometer,”
what-strange-lives-we-live: “We just held each other and I had never felt so good.” — Charles Bukowski
quotemadness: “Sometimes things are exactly as they seem, that’s all.” — Charles Bukowski
what-strange-lives-we-live: “If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it’s your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life.” — Charles Bukowski
yidan: “I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.” — Charles Bukowski
kontroverzno: “The fuckers. There, I feel better. God-damned human race. There, I feel better.” — Charles Bukowski
sweetestsecrets: “If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it’s your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life.” — Charles Bukowski (via loveage-moondream)
buzzzzyb00: “I want to be with you, it is as simple, and as complicated as that.” — Charles Bukowski (via naturaekos)
kontroverzno: “What a world, you think: eat, work, fuck, die.” — Charles Bukowski, The Last Night of the Earth Poems (via paintdeath)
kontroverzno: “What a world, you think: eat, work, fuck, die.” — Charles Bukowski, The Last Night of the Earth Poems
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geminiscene: “We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.” — Charles Bukowski (via geminiscene)
bukowskiquotes: “If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it’s your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life.” - Charles Bukowski
bukowskiquotes: “My heart is a thousand years old. I am not like other people.” - Charles Bukowski
bukowskiquotes: “It is only once in a while that you see someone whose electricity and presence matches yours at that moment.” - Charles Bukowski
bukowskiquotes: “Well, the rain had stopped but the pain was still there.” - Charles Bukowski, Pulp
bukowskiquotes: “A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.” - Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last
bukowskiquotes: “We don’t even ask for happiness, just a little less pain.” - Charles Bukowski
qvotable: “It is only once in a while that you see someone whose electricity and presence matches yours at that moment.” — Charles Bukowski // Once in a while
f-lorenzo: A volte pensavo al fegato, ma lui non parlava mai, non diceva mai: “Smettila, tu stai ammazzando me e io ammazzerò te!” Se avessimo il fegato parlante non avremmo bisogno degli Alcolisti Anonimi. (Charles Bukowski)
ganjashleigh: “I do not have time for things that have no soul.” — Charles Bukowski (via crimsonkismet)
welovenappyhair:“Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?” ― Charles Bukowski, Post Office
geminiscene: “The fuckers. There, I feel better. God-damned human race. There, I feel better.” — Charles Bukowski
geminiscene: “We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.” — Charles Bukowski
infj-misc:Of course it’s possible to love a human being, if you don’t know them too well.Charles Bukowski
lifeinpoetry: nothing about thisis softbut we pretend. — Cara Neel, from “Bukowski,” published in Vagabond City
newvision:— Charles Bukowski, from “Fingernails; Nostrils; Shoelaces”, September 1993
eternallychaoticminds: “I was waiting for something extraordinary to happen but as the years wasted on, nothing ever did unless I caused it.” — Charles Bukowski
playssilly: “Understand me. I’m not like an ordinary world. I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul.” — -Charles Bukowski
surqrised: “I take much pleasure in being alone but there is also a strange warm grace in not being alone.” — Charles Bukowski
