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I am this fiery snail crawling home.
Charles Bukowski
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Charles Bukowski
Age: 73 †
Born: 1920
Born: August 16
Died: 1994
Died: March 9
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I think that the world should be full of cats and full of rain, that's all, just cats and rain, rain and cats, very nice, good night.
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The trouble with these people is that their cities have never been bombed and their mothers have never been told to shut up.
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hate contains truth. beauty is a facade.
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Meanwhile the 3 a.m. drunks of the world would lay in their beds, trying in vain to sleep, and deserving that rest, if they could find it.
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...having nothing to struggle against they have nothing to struggle for.
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When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment it didn’t have you by the throat.
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