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Charles Bukowski

We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing. ― Charles Bukowski, The Captain is Out to Lunch and the Sailors have taken over the Ship. Illustrated by Robert… Continue reading Charles Bukowski

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Charles Bukowski

it’s moments likethis – you can feel ithappening – that you growtransformedpartly into somethingelse strange andunimaginable—so when death comesit can only takepart ofyou — Charles Bukowski, from “8 Count Concerto,” What Matters Most Is How Well You Walk Through The Fire. (Ecco; 1 edition June 1, 2002)

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Charles Bukowski

What’s genius? I don’t know but I do know that the difference between a madman and a professional is that a pro does as well as he can within what he has set out to do and a madman does exceptionally well at what he can’t help doing. — Charles Bukowski, What Matters Most Is… Continue reading Charles Bukowski

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Charles Bukowski

I carry death in my left pocket. Sometimes I take it out and talk to it: “Hello, baby, how you doing? When you coming for me? I’ll be ready. — Charles Bukowski, The captain is out to lunch and the sailors have taken over the ship. Illustrated by Robert Crumb. (Ecco; 1st edition May 31,… Continue reading Charles Bukowski

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