Charles Bukowski citations

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Journal d'un vieux dégueulasse, 1969

Journal d'un vieux dégueulasse, 1969

Journal d'un vieux dégueulasse, 1969

Nouveaux contes de la folie ordinaire, 1967, La grande défonce

Journal d'un vieux dégueulasse, 1969

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Nothing was ever in tune. People just blindly grabbed at whatever there was: communism, health foods, zen, surfing, ballet, hypnotism, group encounters, orgies, biking, herbs, Catholicism, weight-lifting, travel, withdrawal, vegetarianism, India, painting, writing, sculpting, composing, conducting, backpacking, yoga, copulating, gambling, drinking, hanging around, frozen yogurt, Beethoven, Back, Buddha, Christ, TM, H, carrot juice, suicide, handmade suits, jet travel, New York City, and then it all evaporated and fell apart. People had to find things to do while waiting to die. I guess it was nice to have a choice.
Women, 1978

Nouveaux contes de la folie ordinaire, 1967, Notes sur la peste

Journal d'un vieux dégueulasse, 1969

Journal d'un vieux dégueulasse, 1969

Journal d'un vieux dégueulasse, 1969

Journal d'un vieux dégueulasse, 1969

Nouveaux contes de la folie ordinaire, 1967, La grande défonce

Journal d'un vieux dégueulasse, 1969

Source: Women

Source: Ham on Rye

Post Office (1971)

Pulp (1994)

Pulp (1994)

"jam"
The Last Night of the Earth Poems (1992)

Notes of a Dirty Old Man (1969)

Source: Love Is a Dog from Hell

Tales of ordinary madness (1967-83)
Variante: .. 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...
Source: Tales of Ordinary Madness

Bluebird
The Last Night of the Earth Poems (1992)
Contexte: 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.
... I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
... he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
... and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do
you?

Variante: You begin saving the world by saving one person at a time; all else is grandiose romanticism or politics.
Source: Women

Source: The People Look Like Flowers at Last

Source: The Last Night of the Earth Poems

Source: What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire

Source: The People Look Like Flowers at Last

Source: The People Look Like Flowers at Last

Source: War All the Time

Source: Factotum (1975), Ch. 17
Contexte: I got into bed, opened the bottle, worked the pillow into a hard knot behind my back, took a deep breath, and sat in the dark looking out of the window. It was the first time I had been alone for five days. 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. I took a drink of wine.

Source: What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire