Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
If you let them kill you, they will
Charles Bukowski
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
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
Kill
More quotes by Charles Bukowski
There is nothing that teaches you more than regrouping after failure and moving on.
Charles Bukowski
I have no time for things that have no soul.
Charles Bukowski
I write right off the typer. I call it my machinegun. I hit it hard, usually late at night while drinking wine and listening to classical music on the radio and smoking mangalore ganesh beedies.
Charles Bukowski
If you want to create, you'll create.
Charles Bukowski
I don't carry notebooks and I don't consciously store ideas. I try not to think that I am a writer and I am pretty good at doing that. I don't like writers, but then I don't like insurance salesmen either.
Charles Bukowski
You can forgive a fool because he only runs in one direction and doesn't deceive anybody. It's the deceivers who make you feel bad.
Charles Bukowski
There still might be a place for us somewhere.
Charles Bukowski
agony sometimes changes form but it never ceases for anybody.
Charles Bukowski
I was a man who thrived on solitude without it I was like another man without food or water. Each day without solitude weakened me. I took no pride in my solitude but I was dependent on it. The darkness of the room was like sunlight to me.
Charles Bukowski
don't be ashamed of anything I guess God meant it all like locks on doors.
Charles Bukowski
The wisest thing to do if you’re living in hell is to make yourself comfortable.
Charles Bukowski
Those who preach god, need god Those who preach peace do not have peace Those who preach love do not have love
Charles Bukowski
I am a dolt of a man, easily made happy or even stupidly happy almost without cause and left alone I am mostly content.
Charles Bukowski
sometimes I hate you, she said.
Charles Bukowski
The secret is writing down one simple line after another.
Charles Bukowski
stay with the beer. beer is continuous blood. a continuous lover.
Charles Bukowski
Bad poetry is caused by people who sit down and think, Now I am going to write a Poem.
Charles Bukowski
there must be a way. surely there must be a way that we have not yet thought of. who put this brain inside of me? it cries it demands it says that there is a chance. it will not say no.
Charles Bukowski
I feel no grief for being called something which I am not in fact, it's enthralling, somehow, like a good back rub
Charles Bukowski
We waste days like mad blackbirds and pray for alcoholic nightsour silk-sick human smiles wrap around us like somebody else's confetti
Charles Bukowski