Henry Charles Bukowski (Heinrich Karl Bukowski), was a German-American poet, novelist, and short-story writer. Bukowski mainly wrote under the influence of the socio-political scenario of his home city Los Angeles.
He mainly addressed the ordinary lives of poor Americans. Bukowski has written multiple poems, short stories, and six novels, eventually publishing over 60 books during his career as a writer.
It was only after his death in 1994 that Bukowski’s work was taken into consideration widely for criticism and got the attention it needed to get while Bukowski was alive. He was also called a laureate of the American lowlife.
Charles Bukowski Quotes About Life, Love, Death, And Women
- My ambition is handicapped by laziness
- You have to die a few times before you can really
- The problem with the world is that intelligent people are full of doubts, while stupid ones are full of confidence
- Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead
- Do you hate people? I don’t hate them; I just feel better when they’re not around.
- Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning, and you think, I’m not going to make it, but you laugh inside — remembering all the times you’ve felt that way.
- what matters most is how well you walk through the fire
- I wanted the whole world or nothing
- people so tired, mutilated either by love or no love
- An intellectual says a simple thing the hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way
- Find what you love and let it kill you
- If you’re losing your soul, and you know it, then you’ve still got a soul left to lose.
- Real loneliness is not necessarily limited to when you are alone.
- Some lose all minds and become souls, insane. Some lose all souls and become minds, intellectual.
Some lose both and become accepted.
- I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.
- Being alone never felt right. Sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right.
- I felt like crying, but nothing came out. It was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad when you can’t feel any worse.
- The free soul is rare, but you know it when you see it – basically, because you feel good, very good when you are near or with them.
- Those who escape hell, however, never talk about it, and nothing much bothers them after that.
- Boring damned people. All over the earth. Propagating more boring damned people. What a horror show. The earth swarmed with them.
- A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.
- There’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out, but I’m too tough for him; I say, stay in there; I’m not going to let anybody see you.
- There is a place in the heart that will never be filled
- I am my own god. We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system
- We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.”
- Sorry for all the millions, but I’ve never been lonely. I like myself. I’m the best form of entertainment I have
- No light goes out until it goes out. Let’s fight as men, not rats. Period.
- If I stop writing, I am dead. And that’s the only way I’ll stop: dead
- If you want to know who your friends are, get yourself a jail sentence
- Poetry is what happens when nothing else can
- It is better to do a dull thing with style than a dangerous thing without it
- I guess the only time most people think about injustice is when it happens to them
- Some people like what you do, some people hate what you do, but most people simply don’t give a damn.
- If you have the ability to love, love yourself first.
- What matters most is how well you walk through the fire
- There are only two things wrong with money: too much or too little.
- Almost everybody is born a genius and buried an idiot.
- Bad taste creates many more millionaires than good taste.
- I would be married, but I’d have no wife; I would be married to a single life
- In my work, as a writer, I only photograph, in words, what I see
- It’s when you begin to lie to yourself in a poem in order to simply make a poem, that you fail
- It’s possible to love a human being if you don’t know them too well
- Hey baby, when I write, I’m the hero of my shit
- Sometimes I’ve called writing a disease. If so, I’m glad that it caught me
- Genius might be the ability to say a profound thing in a simple way
- Goodness can be found sometimes in the middle of hell
- You have to die a few times before you can really live
- If you get married, they think you’re finished, and if you are without a woman, they think you’re incomplete
- What a woman wants is a reaction. What a man wants is a woman
- I remember awakening one morning and finding everything smeared with the color of forgotten love
- Sex is kicking death in the ass while singing.
- You begin saving the world by saving one man at a time; all else is grandiose romanticism or politics.
- Writers are desperate people, and when they stop being desperate, they stop being writers.
- When I write, when I am going hot, I don’t want to write more than four hours in a row. After that, you are pushing it.
- Those who have been writing literature have not been writing life.
- The more cats you have, the longer you live.
- The less I needed, the better I felt.
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