CHARLES BUKOWSKI

"My dear,Find what you love and let it kill you.Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.~ Falsely yours"

"Find what you love and let it kill you."

"some moments are nice, some arenicer, some are even worthwritingabout."

"I drive around the streetsan inch away from weeping,ashamed of my sentimentality andpossible love."

"She's mad, but she's magic. There's no lie in her fire."

"I was glad I wasn't in love, that I wasn't happy with the world. I like being at odds with everything. People in love often become edgy, dangerous. They lose their sense of perspective. They lose their sense of humor. They become nervous, psychotic bores. They even become killers."

"I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of."