#bukowski

I guess the only time most people think about injustice is when it happens to them. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#injustice #injustice

Frankly, I was horrified by life, at what a man had to do simply in order to eat, sleep, and keep himself clothed. So I stayed in bed and drank. When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment it didn’t have you by the throat. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#bukowski #life

I'm fucking the grave, I thought, I'm bringing the dead back to life... ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#love-is-a-dog-from-hell #one-of-the-hottest #life

I didn't have any friends at school, didn't want any. I felt better being alone. I sat on a bench and watched the others play and they looked foolish to me. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#play

all theories like cliches shot to hell, all these small faces looking up beautiful and believing; I wish to weep but sorrow is stupid. I wish to believe but believe is a graveyard. we have narrowed it down to the butcherknife and the mockingbird wish us luck. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#fire #luck #poem #quote #beauty

La mayoría de la muerte de la gente es una farsa, no queda en ellos nada que pueda morir ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#death #spanish #death

there are so many days when living stops and pulls up and sits and waits like a train on the rails. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#layover #life #living #poetry #life

And it seems people should not build houses anymore it seems people should stop working and sit in small rooms on second floors under electric lights without shades; it seems there is a lot to forget and a lot not to do and in drugstores, markets, bars, the people are tired, they do not want to move, and I stand there at night and look through this house and the house does not want to be built ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#poem #love

My body gnaws at me from one side and my spirit gnaws at me from the other. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#hot-water-music #music

We’ve all heard that little woman who says, “Oh, it’s terrible what these young people do to themselves, in my lsi other drugs, is a terrible thing”. Then you look, the woman who speaks in this way: you have no eyes, no teeth, no brains, no soul, no ass, no mouth, no warmth, no spirit, nothing, just a stick… and avran made ​​you wonder how to reduce it in that state teas and pastries and the church. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#church #life #life