the worst thing,"he told me,"is bitterness, people end up so... - Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense

"sometimes when everything seems atits worstwhen all conspiresand gnawsand the hours, days, weeksyearsseem wasted – stretched there upon my bedin the darklooking upward at the ceilingi get what many will consider anobnoxious thought:it’s still nice to beBukowski."

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

"having nothing to struggleagainstthey have nothing to strugglefor."

"having nothing to struggleagainstthey have nothing to strugglefor."

"girlsplease give yourbodies and yourlivestothe young menwhodeserve thembesidesthere isno wayI would welcometheintolerabledullsenseless hellyou would bringmeandI wish youluckin bedandoutbut notinminethankyou."