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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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Charles Bukowski

in the cupboard sits my bottle like a dwarf waiting to scratch out my prayers. I drink and cough like some idiot at a symphony, sunlight and maddened birds are everywhere, the phone rings gamboling its sound against the odds of the crooked sea; I drink deeply and evenly now, I drink to paradise and… Continue reading Charles Bukowski

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