Category: Charles Bukowski

An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says

I wanted the whole world or nothing

You have to die a few times before you can really live

My ambition is handicapped by laziness

We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love

What matters most is how well you walk through the fire

Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I’m not going

“Do you hate people? I don’t hate them… I just feel better when they’re not around.

Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead

The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence

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