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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 write as a function. Without it I would fall ill and die. It's as much a part of one as the liver or intestine, and just about as glamorous.
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you fall into the mirror, come through the other side staring at a lightbulb.
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Life's as kind as you let it be.
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your letters got sadder. your lovers betrayed you. kid, I wrote back, all lovers betray. it didn't help. you said you had a crying bench and it was by a bridge and the bridge was over the river and you sat on the crying bench every night and wept for the lovers who had hurt and forgotten you.
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when I was a boy I used to dream of becoming the village idiot. I used to lie in bed and imagine myself the happy idiot able to get food easily ...and easy sympathy, a planned confusion of not too much love or effort. some would claim that I have succeeded.
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It’s never quite right, all the things we are taught, all the loves we chase, all the deaths we die, all the lives we live.
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We do not abandon ship. I say, as corny as it may sound, through the strength and spirit and fire and dare and gamble of a few men in a few ways we can save the carcass of humanity from drowning. No light goes out until it goes out. Let's fight as men, not rats. Period. No further addition.
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That was all a man needed: hope. It was lack of hope that discouraged a man.
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Love is a Dog from Hell.
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There would never be a way for me to live comfortably with people. Maybe I'd become a monk. I'd pretend to believe in God and live in a cubicle, play an organ and stay drunk on wine.
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whiskey makes the heart beat faster but it sure doesn't help the mind and isn't it funny how you can ache just from the deadly drone of existence?
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that your power of command with simple language was one of the magnificent things of our century. (from the poem: result)
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Those who escape hell however never talk about it and nothing much bothers them after that
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True revolution comes from true revulsion when things get bad enough the kitten will kill the lion.
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To experience real agony is something hard to write about, impossible to understand while it grips you you're frightened out of your wits, can’t sit still, move, or even go decently insane.
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the grace is being able to like rock music, symphony music, jazz … anything that contains the original energy of joy.
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sometimes I hate you, she said.
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Careful poetry and careful people live only long enough to die safely.
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I drive around the streets an inch away from weeping, ashamed of my sentimentality and possible love.
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