Charles Bukowski: Quotes about people (page 2)
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Ham On Rye (1982)
Source: Ham on Rye
Context: And my own affairs were as bad, as dismal, as the day I had been born. The only difference was that now I could drink now and then, though never often enough. Drink was the only thing that kept a man from feeling forever stunned and useless. Everything else just kept picking and picking, hacking away. And nothing was interesting, nothing. The people were restrictive and careful, all alike. And I've got to live with these fuckers for the rest of my life, I thought. God, they all had assholes and sexual organs and their mouths and their armpits. They shit and they chattered and they were dull as horse dung. The girls looked good from a distance, the sun shining through their dresses, their hair. But get up close and listen to their minds running out of their mouths, you felt like digging in under a hill and hiding out with a tommy-gun. I would certainly never be able to be happy, to get married, I could never have children. Hell, I couldn't even get a job as a dishwasher.
Source: Factotum (1975), Ch. 52
“people are not good to each other.
perhaps if they were
our deaths would not be so sad.”
Source: Love Is a Dog from Hell
“Most people are not ready for death, theirs or anybody elses.”
Source: The Captain is Out to Lunch and the Sailors Have Taken Over the Ship
“the worst thing," he told me,
"is bitterness, people end up so
bitter.”
Source: You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense
Ham On Rye (1982)
Source: Ham on Rye
Context: The problem was you had to keep choosing between one evil or another, and no matter what you chose, they sliced a little more off you, until there was nothing left. At the age of 25 most people were finished. A whole goddamned nation of assholes driving automobiles, eating, having babies, doing everything in the worst way possible, like voting for the presidential candidate who reminded them most of themselves. I had no interests. I had no interest in anything. I had no idea how I was going to escape. At least the others had some taste for life. They seemed to understand something that I didn't understand. Maybe I was lacking. It was possible. I often felt inferior. I just wanted to get away from them. But there was no place to go.
“she wasn't very
interesting
but few people
are.”
Source: You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense
“the price of creation
is never
too high.
the price of living
with other people
always
is.”
Source: You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense