Luck is for Suckers

“I am not a snob; it is simply that I am not interested with what most people have to say, or what they want to do — mostly with my time.” Charles Bukowski

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“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

“Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I’m not going to make it, but you laugh inside remembering all the times you’ve felt that way, and you walk to the bathroom, do your toilet, see that face in the mirror, oh my oh my oh my, but you comb your hair anyway, get into your street clothes, feed the cat, fetch the newspaper of horror, place it on the coffee table, kiss your wife goodbye, and then you are backing the car out into life itself, like millions of others you enter the arena once more.” Charles Bukowski, Gambler’s All 

“So now you’re a little crazy. No love. Everybody needs love. It’s warped you.”
“People don’t need love. What they need is success in one form or another. It can be love but it needn’t be.”
“The Bible says, ‘Love thy neighbor.’”
“That could mean to leave him alone. I’m going out to get a paper.” Charles Bukowski, Factotum

“I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn’t have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. I didn’t make for an interesting person. I didn’t want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone.” Charles Bukowski, Women