Charles Bukowski Quotes

Charles Bukowski Quotes.

The problem with the world is that the intelligent peop

The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence.
Charles Bukowski
I kept writing not because I felt I was so good, but because I felt they were so bad, including Shakespeare, all those. The stilted formalism, like chewing cardboard.
Charles Bukowski
Some people like what you do, some people hate what you do, but most people simply don’t give a damn.
Charles Bukowski
I can relax with bums because I am a bum. I don’t like laws, morals, religions, rules. I don’t like to be shaped by society.
Charles Bukowski
Intellectuals say simple things in difficult ways. Artists say difficult things in simple ways.
Charles Bukowski
Some people never go crazy, What truly horrible lives they must live.
Charles Bukowski
When I say that basically writing is a hard hustle, I d

When I say that basically writing is a hard hustle, I don’t mean that it is a bad life, if one can get away with it. It’s the miracle of miracles to make a living by the typer.
Charles Bukowski
It’s possible to love a human being if you don’t know them too well.
Charles Bukowski
You can do without a woman but not a typewriter.
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 male, for all his bravado and exploration, is the loyal one, the one who generally feels love. The female is skilled at betrayal and torture and damnation.
Charles Bukowski
Having a bunch of cats around is good. If you’re feeling bad, you just look at the cats, you’ll feel better because they know that everything is just as it is. There’s nothing to get excited about. They just know. They’re saviours.
Charles Bukowski
I stopped looking for a Dream Girl, I just wanted one t

I stopped looking for a Dream Girl, I just wanted one that wasn’t a nightmare.
Charles Bukowski
It’s when you begin to lie to yourself in a poem in order to simply make a poem, that you fail.
Charles Bukowski