In Lak'ech Ala K'in

"Love breaks my
bones and I
laugh"

- Charles Bukowski 

"Dying should come easy:
like a freight train you
don’t hear when
your back is
turned."

- Charles Bukowski

(Source: thechocolatebrigade)

"they simply never understand,
do they,
that sometimes solitude is
one of the most beautiful things
on earth?"

- Charles Bukowski

(Source: thechocolatebrigade)

"I have gotten so used to melancholia that I greet it like an old friend."

- Charles Bukowski (love is a dog from hell, 1977)

(Source: sol-psych)

"Cautiously, I allowed myself to feel good at times. I found moments of peace in cheap rooms just staring at the knobs of some dresser or listening to the rain in the dark. The less I needed, the better I felt."

- Charles Bukowski, Let it Enfold You

Bluebird by Charles Bukowski

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.

there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he’s
in there.
there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?

there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody’s asleep.
I say, I know that you’re there,
so don’t be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he’s singing a little
in there, I haven’t quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it’s nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don’t
weep, do you?

"The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even during the day with covers pulled up to my chin. It was good in there, nothing ever occurred in there, no people, nothing."

- Charles Bukowski, Ham On Rye

"So, now, here I was. Sitting listening to the rain. If I died right now there wouldn’t be one tear dropped anywhere in the world. Not that I wanted that. But it was odd. How alone could a sucker get?"

-  Charles Bukowski, Pulp

"sadness drips like water beads
in a half-poisoned well,
I know that my chances have narrowed down to
almost nothing—
I’m like a bug in the bathroom when you flick on the
lightswitch at 3 a.m."

- Charles Bukowski

"It was true that I didn’t have much ambition, but there ought to be a place for people without ambition, I mean a better place than the one usually reserved. How in the hell could a man enjoy being awakened at 6:30 a.m. by an alarm clock, leap out of bed, dress, force-feed, shit, piss, brush teeth and hair, and fight traffic to get to a place where essentially you made lots of money for somebody else and were asked to be grateful for the opportunity to do so?"

- Charles Bukowski