crawled like a blind slug into the web — Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last
crawled like a blind slug into the web — Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last
crawled like a blind slug into the web — Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last
crawled like a blind slug into the web — Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last
crawled like a blind slug into the web — Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last
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crawled like a blind slug into the web

— Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last
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as the shadows assumeshapesI fight the slowretreatnowmy once-promisedwindlingdwindlingnowlighting new cigarettespouring — Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense
Are there good governments and bad governments? No, there are only bad governments and worse governments. — Charles Bukowski, The Most Beautiful Woman in Town & Other Stories
Why did I come here? I thought. Why is it always only a matter of choosing between something bad and something worse? — Charles Bukowski
There is a quality about women who choosemen sparingly — it appears in their walkin their eyesin their laughter and in theirgentle hearts.
We’ve all heard that little woman who says, “Oh, it’s terrible what these young people do to themselves, in my lsi other — Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness
nothing's news.it's the same old thing indisguise.only one thing comes without adisguise and you only see itonce, ormayb — Charles Bukowski, Bone Palace Ballet
How are his poems?""He's not as good as he thinks he is, but then most of us feel that way. — Charles Bukowski, Hollywood
no concept of danger, reality, flow or compassion. you can feel the despair escaping from their machines, their lives as — Charles Bukowski, Sifting Through the Madness for the Word, the Line, the Way
My heart is a thousand years old. I am not like other people. — Charles Bukowski
The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts while the stupid one are full of confidence — Charles Bukowski
Only the poor knew the meaning of life — the rich and the safe had to guess.
to ask them to legalize pot is something like asking them to put butter on the handcuffs before they place them on you, — Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness