“Lack of love. Sleep, then nightmare. Paper everywhere. Trivial bits of paper. Nothing ever done. Sure, sure, sure. Today I will walk in the sun. I will simply walk in the sun.”
More from Charles Bukowski
“I could never accept life as it was, I could never gobble down all its poisons but there…”
“It’s when you hide things that you choke on them.”
“It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.”
“'Have you ever been in love?' 'Love is for real people.'”