having nothing to struggleagainstthey have nothing to strugg... - Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense

"when we were kidslaying around the lawnon ourbellieswe often talkedabouthowwe'd like todieandwe allagreed on thesamething;we'd alllike to diefucking(althoughnone of ushaddone anyfucking)and nowthatwe are hardlykidsany longerwe think moreabouthownot todieandalthoughwe'rereadymost ofuswouldprefer todo italoneunder thesheetsnowthatmost ofushave fuckedour livesaway."

"I paid, got up, walkedto the door, openedit.I heard the mansay, "that guy'snuts."out on the street Iwalked northfeelingcuriouslyhonored."

"the worst thing,"he told me,"is bitterness, people end up sobitter."

"the worst thing,"he told me,"is bitterness, people end up sobitter."

"the worst thing,"he told me,"is bitterness, people end up sobitter."