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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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In my next life I want to be a cat. To sleep 20 hours a day and wait to be fed. To sit around licking my ass.
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Love breaks my bones and I laugh
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There is nothing that teaches you more than regrouping after failure and moving on. Yet most people are stricken with fear. They fear failure so much that they fail. They are too conditioned, too used to being told what to do. It begins with the family, runs through school and goes into the business world.
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Do some living and get yourself a typewriter.
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and I laugh, I can still laugh, who can't laugh when the whole thing is so ridiculous that only the insane, the clowns, the half-wits, the cheaters, the whores, the horseplayers, the bankrobbers, the poets ... are interesting?
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morning night and noon the traffic moves through and the murder and treachery of friends and lovers and all the people move through you. pain is the joy of knowing the unkindest truth that arrives without warning. life is being alone death is being alone. even the fools weep morning night and noon.
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unless the sun inside you is burning your gut, don't do it
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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.
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More often than not Democratic Law works to the advantage of the few even though the many have voted this, of course, is because the few have told them how to vote.
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nothing can save you except writing. it keeps the walls from failing.
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Homosexuals are delicate and bad poetry is delicate and [Allen] Ginsberg turned the tables by making homosexual poetry strong poetry, almost manly poetry but in the long run, the homo will remain the homo and not the poet.
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Wherever the crowd goes run in the other direction. They're always wrong.
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the writing of some men is like a vast bridge that carries you over the many things that claw and tear. The Wine of Forever
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being alone never felt right. sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right.
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in the cupboard sits my bottle like a dwarf waiting to scratch out my prayers. I drink and cough like some idiot at a symphony, sunlight and maddened birds are everywhere, the phone rings gamboling its sound against the odds of the crooked sea I drink deeply and evenly now, I drink to paradise and death and the lie of love.
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Some lose all mind and become soul,insane. some lose all soul and become mind, intellectual. some lose both and become accepted
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Most of the world was mad. And the part that wasn't mad was angry. And the part that wasn't mad or angry was just stupid. I had no chance. I had no choice. Just hang on and wait for the end. It was hard work. It was the hardest work imaginable.
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Long before I became 'rich and famous' I just sat round drinking wine and staring at the walls.
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I'll get back to the whores and the horses and the booze, while there's time.
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It's 4:30 in the morning, it's always 4:30 in the morning.
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