my gardenin the sun and in the rainand in the day and in the nightpain is a flowerpain is flowersblooming all the time.
– Charles Bukowski
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- since some people had told me that I was ugly, I always preferred shade to the sun, darkness to light – Charles Bukowski
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- There’s no point in writing my kind of stuff, when they’re printing that kind of stuff. So I gave up and started drinking. – Charles Bukowski
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