Misto Quente Bukowski Quotes

Once a woman turns against you, forget it. They can love you, then something turns in them. They can watch you dying in a gutter, run over by a car, and they'll spit on you. ~ Charles Bukowski

Beware women grown
old
who were never
anything but
young ~ Charles Bukowski

No, the less I see them the better i like them. ~ Charles Bukowski

I was getting depressed. My life wasn't going anywhere. I needed something, the flashing of lights, glamour, some damn thing. And here I was, talking to the dead. I finished my first drink. The second was ready. ~ Charles Bukowski

Yes, Wagner and the storm intermix with the wine as nights like this run up my wrists and up into my head and back down into the gut ~ Charles Bukowski

But I didn't want to be anything anyhow. And I was certainly succeeding. ~ Charles Bukowski

I have been
hanging here
headless
for so long
that the body has forgotten
why
or where or when it
happened
and the toes
walk along in shoes
that do not
care

and although
the fingers
slice things and
hold things and
move things and
touch
things
such as
oranges
apples
onions
books
bodies
I am no longer
reasonably sure
what these things
are

they are mostly
like
lamplight and
fog

then often the hands will
go to the
lost head
and hold the head
like the hands of a
child
around a ball
a block
air and wood -
no teeth
no thinking part

and when a window
blows open
to a
church
hill
woman
dog
or something singing

the fingers of the hand
are senseless to vibration
because they have no
ears
senseless to color because
they have no
eyes
senseless to smell
without a nose

they country goes by as
nonsense
the continents

the daylights and evenings
shine
on my dirty
fingernails

and in some mirror
my face
a block to vanish
scuffed part of a child's
ball

while everywhere
moves
worms and aircraft
fires on the land
tall violets in sanctity
my hands let go let go
Charles Bukowski

Strangers when you meet, strangers when you part -a gymnasium of bodies namelessly masturbating each other. People with no morals often considered themselves more free, but mostly they lacked the ability to feel or to love. So they became swingers. The dead fucking the dead. There was no gamble or humor in their game -it was corpse fucking corpse. Morals were restrictive, but they were grounded on human experience down through the centuries. Some morals tended to keep people slaves in factories, in churches and true to the State. Other morals simply made good sense. It was like a garden filled with poisoned fruit and good fruit. You had to know which to pick and eat, which to leave alone. ~ Charles Bukowski

nerves


twitching in the sheets --
to face the sunlight again,
that's clearly
trouble.
I like the city better when the
neon lights are going and
the nudies dance on top of the
bar
to the mauling music.

I'm under this sheet
thinking.
me nerves are hampered by
history --
the most memorable concern of mankind
is the guys it takes to
face the sunlight again.

love begins at the meeting of two
strangers. love for the world is
impossible. I'd rather stay in bed
and sleep.

dizzied by the days and the streets and the years
I pull the sheets to my neck.
I turn my ass to the wall.
I hate the mornings more than
any man. ~ Charles Bukowski

All that shit they were fed about democracy and opportunity was just to keep them from burning down the palace. ~ Charles Bukowski

gratuitous masturbation
of the
psyche. ~ Charles Bukowski

The price of creation is never too high. the price of living with other people always is. ~ Charles Bukowski

People just weren't interesting. Maybe they weren't supposed to be. But animals, birds, even insects were. I couldn't understand it. ~ Charles Bukowski

Mercy, I think, doesn't the human race know anything about mercy? ~ Charles Bukowski

Jack with the hair hanging, Jack demanding money, Jack of the big gut, Jack of the loud, loud voice, Jack of the trade, Jack who prances before the ladies, Jack who thinks he´s a genius, Jack who pukes, Jack who bad mouths the lucky, Jack getting older and older, Jack still demanding money, Jack sliding down the beanstalk, Jack who talks about it but doesn't do it, Jack who gets away with murder, Jack who jacks, Jack who talks of the old days, Jack who talks and talks, Jack with the hand out, Jack who terrorizes the weak, Jack the embittered, Jack of the coffee shops, Jack screaming for recognition, Jack who never has a job, Jack who totally overrates his potential, Jack who keeps screaming about his unrecognized talent, Jack who blames everybody else. ~ Charles Bukowski

Four days alone with nothing. Emerge empowered. The first human face you see will knock you back 50%. ~ Charles Bukowski

I needed a vacation. I needed 5 women. I needed to get the wax out of my ears. My car needed an oil change. I'd failed to file my damned income tax. One of the stems had broken off of my reading glasses. There were ants in my apartment. I needed to get my teeth cleaned. My shoes were run down at the heels. I had insomnia. My auto insurance had expired. I cut myself every time i shaved. I hadn't laughed in 6 years. I tended to worry when there was nothing to worry about. And when there was something to worry about, i got drunk. ~ Charles Bukowski

I went from barrel to barrel. It was magic. Why hadn't someone told me? With this, life was great, a man was perfect, nothing could touch him. ~ Charles Bukowski

There are so many days
when living stops and pulls up and sits
and waits like a train on the rails. ~ Charles Bukowski

Women were beyond me.
they saw something
depraved.
there was one waitress
a little older than
I, she rather smiled,
lingered when she
brought my
coffee.
that was plenty for
me, that was
enough.
- Young in New Orleans ~ Charles Bukowski

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. ~ Charles Bukowski

Nothing can save you except writing. it keeps the walls from failing. ~ Charles Bukowski

Is there any wonder why the world is where it's at now? just notice the creature sitting near you in a movie house or standing ahead of you in a supermarket line. or giving a State of the Union Address. that the gods have let us go on this long this badly. ~ Charles Bukowski

Love dries up, I thought
as I walked back to the
bathroom, even faster
than sperm. ~ Charles Bukowski

I know I went mad, almost as an act of theory: the lost are found the sick are healthy the non-creators are the creators. ~ Charles Bukowski

There is always one woman to save you from another and as that woman saves you she makes ready to destroy ~ Charles Bukowski

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

My eyes were blue and nobody loved me but myself. ~ Charles Bukowski

We are hardly ever as strong as that which we create. ~ Charles Bukowski

If you went to a shrink, he just read to you from the book but when you looked at him, you knew he didn't know what you were talking about. You were just talking to a contented person. When what you really needed when you were going crazy was another crazy who read exactly what you were saying, but not from the book, from the street. ~ Charles Bukowski

My spoon was bent so that if I wanted to eat I had to pick the spoon up with my right hand. If I picked it up with my left hand, the spoon bent away from my mouth. I wanted to pick the spoon up with my left hand. ~ Charles Bukowski

I beg to differ on Charles Bukowski, who says nothing can save you, except writing. Sometimes, absolutely nothing will save you, not the nights you end up wasting waiting for something grand to happen, not the mornings where coffee has no taste and you wake up knowing the day will not be a blast, not the plans and schemes you write down on your imaginary flipchart to make the world go round. You end up stuck, alone and in the disparate points of chaos that drag you down, you have to come up with something to save yourself. Then you make six impossible wishes before breakfast, start walking and working and learn to seize what you call paranormal activity when it comes true. ~ Ioana-Cristina Casapu

Don't fight your demons. Your demons are here to teach you lessons. Sit down with your demons and have a drink and a chat and learn their names and talk about the burns on their fingers and scratches on their ankles. Some of them are very nice. ~ Charles Bukowski

They simply never understand,
do they,
that sometimes solitude
is
one of the most beautiful
things
on earth? ~ Charles Bukowski

I think of two friens who advise me on various methods of suicide. what better proof of loving camaraderie? ~ Charles Bukowski

But no, there weren't any maybes. Wealth meant victory and victory was the only reality. ~ Charles Bukowski

we are the sickest of the breed--as fine museums--great art--
generations of knowledge--are all forgotten
as we find profundity in being an
asshole-- ~ Charles Bukowski

I broke that town in half like a wooden match. ~ Charles Bukowski

If you want to know who your friends are, get yourself a jail sentence. ~ Charles Bukowski

Forgive me, I guess I am off in the head, but I mean, except for a quickie piece of ass it wouldn't matter to me if all the people in the world died. Yes, I know it's not nice. But I'd be as contended as a snail; it was, after all, the people who had made me unhappy. ~ Charles Bukowski

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? ~ Charles Bukowski

Why can't you be decent to people?" she asked. "Fear," I said. ~ Charles Bukowski

...but I've been lucky lucky for each man and each woman has brought me something and left me something, and I no longer must feel like Jeffers behind a stone wall, and I've been lucky in another way for what fame I have is largely hidden and quiet and I'll hardly ever be a Henry Miller with people camping on my front lawn, the gods have been very good to me, they've kept me alive and even, still kicking, taking notes, observing, feeling the goodness of good people, feeling the miracle run up my arm like a crazy mouse. such a life, given to me at the age of 48, even though tomorrow does not know is the sweetest of the sweet dreams. ~ Charles Bukowski

Alone tonight in this house, alone with 6 cats who tell me without effort all that there is to know. ~ Charles Bukowski

She pointed at me. I felt important. I had lost so many women to so many other guys that it felt good for the thing to be working the other way around. ~ Charles Bukowski

LSD, yeah, the big parade – everybody's doin' it now. Take LSD, then you are a poet, an intellectual. What a sick mob. I am building a machine gun in my closet now to take out as many of them as I can before they get me. ~ Charles Bukowski

I looked around for a fly to kill ~ Charles Bukowski

I love you but
don't know what to
do. ~ Charles Bukowski

All's fair in hate and Hollywood. ~ Charles Bukowski