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There's no way I can stop writing, it's a form of insanity.

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Charles Bukowski
Age: 73 †
Born: 1920
Born: August 16
Died: 1994
Died: March 9
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Love is a form of prejudice. You love what you need, you love what makes you feel good, you love what is convenient. How can you say you love one person when there are ten thousand people in the world that you would love more if you ever met them? But you'll never meet them.
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Finally there is nothing here for death to take away.
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Lighting new cigarettes, pouring more drinks. It has been a beautiful fight. Still is.
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Love dries up, I thought as I walked back to the bathroom, even faster than sperm.
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When a writer is swayed with his fame and his fortune, you can float him down the river with the turds.
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A man needed somebody. There wasn't anybody around, so you had to make up somebody, make him up to be like a man should be. It wasn't make-believe or cheating. The other way was make-believe and cheating: living your life without a man like him around.
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