Real loneliness is not necessarily limited to when you are alone.

— Charles Bukowski

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Glück ist nie von Dauer. Wir dürfen uns nie zu sicher sein. [Können Sie das Unglück noch ertragen?] Ja, darin habe ich Übung. [...] Das Unglück würde mich nicht schocken.

— Charles Bukowski

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So it's always a process of letting go, one way or another.

— Charles Bukowski

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.

— Charles Bukowski

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Just being away from people is one of the most marvelous fulfillments a man like me can have.

— Charles Bukowski

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Human relationships were strange. I mean, you were with one person a while, eating and sleeping and living with them, loving them, talking to them, going places together, and then it stopped. Then there was a short period when you weren't with anybody, then another woman arrived, and you ate with her and fucked her, and it all seemed so normal, as if you had been waiting just for her and she had been waiting for you. I never felt right being alone; sometimes it felt good but it never felt right.

— Charles Bukowski

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Der Tod ist süß. Er ist der Punkt am Ende eines Satzes. Da gibt es nichts, wovor man Angst haben müsste. Ich glaube nicht an Gott. Was auch immer nach meinem Tod passiert, ich habe keine Angst. Ich hatte ein so hartes Leben, ich bin sehr müde. Wenn ich sterbe, beginnt einfach das nächste Kapitel.

— Charles Bukowski

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We only have ourselves to go on, and it's enough.

— Charles Bukowski

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