“did she love you? only as an extension of herself. what else can love be?”— Charles Bukowski, amazon.com
“Love is a form of prejudice. You love what you need, you love what makes you feel good, you love what is convenient. How can you say you love one person when there are ten thousand people in the world that you would love more if you ever met them? But you'll never meet them. All right, so we do the…”— Charles Bukowski, amazon.com