Charles Bukowski Quotes About Giving

Quotes about: Giving

• Writing is like going to bed with a beautiful woman and afterwards she gets up, goes to her purse and gives me a handful of money.

  Charles Bukowski

  Beautiful, Writing, Giving

• Drinking is another way of thinking, another way of living. It gives you two lives instead of one.

  Charles Bukowski

  Drinking, Thinking, Two

• I lapsed into my pathetic cut-off period. Often with humans, both good and bad, my senses simply shut off, they get tired, I give up. I am polite. I nod. I pretend to understand because I don’t want anybody to be hurt. That is the one weakness that has lead me into the most trouble. Trying to be kind to others I often get my soul shredded into a kind of spiritual pasta. No matter. My brain shuts off. I listen. I respond. And they are too dumb to know that I am not there.

  Charles Bukowski

  Spiritual, Hurt, Giving Up

  Charles Bukowski (2009). “Hollywood”, p.29, Canongate Books

• Some people like what you do, some people hate what you do, but most people simply don't give a damn.

  Charles Bukowski

  Hate, People, Giving

• The nine-to-five is one of the greatest atrocities sprung upon mankind. You give your life to a function that doesn't interest you. This situation so repelled me that I was driven to drink, starvation, and mad females, simply as an alternative.

  Charles Bukowski

  Giving, Mad, Alternatives

  Charles Bukowski (2003). “Sunlight Here I Am: Interviews and Encounters, 1963-1993”

• you boys can keep your virgins give me hot old women in high heels with asses that forgot to get old.

  Charles Bukowski

  Women, Boys, High Heels

  Charles Bukowski (2009). “Love is a Dog From Hell”, p.26, Harper Collins

• I was laying in bed one night and I thought 'I'll just quit - to hell with it.' And another little voice inside me said 'Don't quit - save that tiny little ember of spark.' And never give them that spark because as long as you have that spark, you can start the greatest fire again.

  Charles Bukowski

  Night, Voice, Fire

• I like women who haven’t lived with too many men. I don’t expect virginity but I simply prefer women who haven’t been rubbed raw by experience. There is a quality about women who choose men sparingly; it appears in their walk in their eyes in their laughter and in their gentle hearts. Women who have had too many men seem to choose the next one out of revenge rather than with feeling. When you play the field selfishly everything works against you: one can’t insist on love or demand affection. You’re finally left with whatever you have been willing to give which often is: nothing.

  Charles Bukowski

  Laughter, Revenge, Heart

• I mean, say that you figure that everything is senseless, then it can't be quite senseless because you are aware that it's senseless and your awareness of senselessness almost gives it sense. You know what I mean?

  Charles Bukowski

  Mean, Giving, Awareness

• When you play the field selfishly everything works against you: one can’t insist on love or demand affection. you’re finally left with whatever you have been willing to give which often is: nothing.

  Charles Bukowski

  Play, Often Is, Giving

• I enjoy the bad things that are said about me. It enhances sales and makes me feel evil. I don't like to feel good 'cause I am good. But evil? Yes. It gives me another dimension.

  Charles Bukowski

  Evil, Giving, Feel Good

  Charles Bukowski (2003). “Sunlight Here I Am: Interviews and Encounters, 1963-1993”

• ...in that drunken place you would like to hand your heart to her and say touch it but then give it back.

  Charles Bukowski

  Heart, Hands, Giving

• After dinner or lunch or whatever it was -- with my crazy 12-hour night I was no longer sure what was what -- I said, "Look, baby, I'm sorry, but don't you realize that this job is driving me crazy? Look, let's give it up. Let's just lay around and make love and take walks and talk a little. Let's go to the zoo. Let's look at animals. Let's drive down and look at the ocean. It's only 45 minutes. Let's play games in the arcades. Let's go to the races, the Art Museum, the boxing matches. Let's have friends. Let's laugh. This kind of life like everybody else's kind of life: it's killing us.

  Charles Bukowski

  Baby, Art, Jobs

  Charles Bukowski (2014). “Charles Bukowski Fiction Collection”, Harper Collins

• All our days are marked with/ unexpected/ affronts--some/ disastrous, others/ less so/ but the process is/ wearing and/ continuous./ Attrition rules./ Most give/ way/ leaving/ empty spaces/ where people should/ be.

  Charles Bukowski

  Space, People, Giving

• it doesn't matter if Prince Charles falls off his horse or that the hummingbird is so seldom seen or that we are too senseless to go insane. coffee. give us more of that NOTHING coffee.

  Charles Bukowski

  Horse, Fall, Coffee

• If I have any advice to anybody it's this: take up watercolor painting.

  Charles Bukowski

  Giving, Advice, Painting

  "Notes of a Dirty Old Man".

• I give you soul. I give you wisdom and light and music and a bit of laughter. Also, I am the world's greatest horseplayer.

  Charles Bukowski

  Laughter, Light, Giving

• And if there is anybody out there who is crazy enough to want to become a writer, I'd say go ahead, spit in the eye of the sun, hit those keys, it's the best madness going, the centuries need help, the species cry for light and gamble and laughter. Give it to them. There are enough words for all of us.

  Charles Bukowski

  Laughter, Crazy, Eye

• Your parents don't give you much love, do they?' 'I don't need that stuff,' I told her. 'Henry, everybody needs love.' 'I don't need anything.' 'You poor boy.

  Charles Bukowski

  Boys, Giving, Parent

  Charles Bukowski (2001). “Ham On Rye”, p.53, Canongate Books

• I would give anything for a female's hand on me tonight. they soften a man and then leave him listening to the rain.

  Charles Bukowski

  Rain, Men, Hands

  Charles Bukowski (2012). “The Pleasures of the Damned: Selected Poems 1951-1993”, p.301, Canongate Books

• There may not be a hell, but those who judge may create one. I think people are over-taught. They are over-taught everything. You have to find out by what happens to you, how you will react. I'll have to use a strange term here... "good." I don't know where it comes from, but I feel that there's an ultimate strain of goodness born in each of us. I don't believe in God, but I believe in this "goodness" like a tube running through our bodies. It can be nurtured. It's always magic, when on a freeway packed with traffic, a stranger makes room for you to change lanes... it gives you hope.

  Charles Bukowski

  Running, Believe, Thinking

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