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Charles Bukowski

Whats the Use of a Title? They don’t make it the beautiful die in flame— suicide pills, rat poison, rope what— ever… they rip their arms off, throw themselves out of windows, they pull their eyes out of the sockets, reject love reject hate reject, reject. they don’t make it the beautiful can’t endure, they… Continue reading Charles Bukowski

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Charles Bukowski

It was a joy! Words weren’t dull, words were things that could make your mind hum. If you read them and let yourself feel the magic, you could live without pain, with hope, no matter what happened to you. ― Charles Bukowski, , Ham on Rye: A Novel. (Ecco; Reprint edition July 29, 2014) Originally… Continue reading Charles Bukowski

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Charles Bukowski

Iwas a man who thrived on solitude; without it I was like another man withoutfood or water. Each day without solitude weakened me. I took no pride in mysolitude; but I was dependent on it. The darkness of the room was like sunlightto me. — Charles Bukowski, Factotum. (Ecco May 31, 2002) Originallypublished 1975.

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