Quote

It was a joy! Words weren't dull, words were things that could make your mind hum. If you read them and let yourself feel the magic, you could live without pain, with hope, no matter what happened to you.

Charles Bukowski

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Charles Bukowski
Age: 73 †
Born: 1920
Born: August 16
Died: 1994
Died: March 9
Actor
Author
Autobiographer
Columnist
Diarist
Journalist
Novelist
Poet
Screenwriter
Writer
Henry Charles Bukowski
Buk
charles bukowski
Mind
Words
Weren
Make
Pain
Dull
Things
Live
Magic
Book
Joy
Without
Happened
Matter
Reading
Feel
Read
Feels
Hope

More quotes by Charles Bukowski

Image
and getting dressed we talk about what else there might be to do, but being together solves most of it, in fact, solves all of it
Charles Bukowski
Image
I have two rules. One is, never trust a man who smokes a pipe. The other is, never trust a man with shiny shoes.
Charles Bukowski
Image
We're all going to die, all of us, what a circus!
Charles Bukowski
Image
It was like a church in there as only the truly lost sit in bars on Tuesday mornings at 8:00 a.m.
Charles Bukowski
Image
Those who preach god, need god Those who preach peace do not have peace Those who preach love do not have love
Charles Bukowski
Image
the best often die by their own hand just to get away, and those left behind can never quite understand why anybody would ever want to get away from them
Charles Bukowski
Image
it's good to have things done with when they don't work it's also good not to hate or even forget the person you've failed with.
Charles Bukowski
Image
I'm only interested in poetry.
Charles Bukowski
Image
I don’t understand people, never will. It looks like I got to travel pretty much alone.
Charles Bukowski
Image
…He was always high on drugs. I was not a drug man, but in case I wanted to hide from myself for a few days, I knew I could get anything I wanted from him.
Charles Bukowski
Image
The night kept coming on in and there was nothing I could do.
Charles Bukowski
Image
When a hot woman meets a hermit one of them is going to change.
Charles Bukowski
Image
since some people had told me that I was ugly, I always preferred shade to the sun, darkness to light
Charles Bukowski
Image
stay with the beer. beer is continuous blood. a continuous lover.
Charles Bukowski
Image
The pest, in a sense, is a very superior being to us: he knows where to find us and how--usually in the bath or in sexual intercourse or asleep.
Charles Bukowski
Image
I am not like other people. I am burning in hell. The hell of myself.
Charles Bukowski
Image
I held her wrists and then I got it through the eyes: hatred, centuries deep and true. I was wrong and graceless and sick. all the things I had learned had been wasted. there was no creature living as foul as I and all my poems were false.
Charles Bukowski
Image
Cautiously, I allowed myself to feel good at times. I found moments of peace in cheap rooms just staring at the knobs of some dresser or listening to the rain in the dark. The less I needed the better I felt.
Charles Bukowski
Image
Almost everybody is born a genius and buried an idiot.
Charles Bukowski
Image
I felt I had to win. It seemed very important. I didn't know why it was important and I kept thinking, why do I think this is so important? And another part of me answered, just because it is.
Charles Bukowski