Charles Bukowski: Citáty v angličtine (page 10)

Zdroj: What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire

Zdroj: Hollywood

Zdroj: What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire

Zdroj: Factotum (1975), Ch. 29
Kontext: That was all a man needed: hope. It was a lack of hope that discouraged a man. I remembered my New Orleans days, living on two five-cent candy bars a day for weeks at a time in order to have leisure to write. But starvation, unfortunately, didn't improve art. It only hindered it. A man's soul was rooted in his stomach. A man could write much better after eating a porterhouse steak and drinking a pint of whiskey than he could ever write after eating a nickel candy bar. The myth of the starving artist was a hoax.

Zdroj: The Captain is Out to Lunch and the Sailors Have Taken Over the Ship

Zdroj: You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense

Zdroj: Love Is a Dog from Hell

Zdroj: The Flash of Lightning Behind the Mountain: New Poems

Tales of ordinary madness (1967-83)

Ham On Rye (1982)
Zdroj: Ham on Rye
Kontext: And my own affairs were as bad, as dismal, as the day I had been born. The only difference was that now I could drink now and then, though never often enough. Drink was the only thing that kept a man from feeling forever stunned and useless. Everything else just kept picking and picking, hacking away. And nothing was interesting, nothing. The people were restrictive and careful, all alike. And I've got to live with these fuckers for the rest of my life, I thought. God, they all had assholes and sexual organs and their mouths and their armpits. They shit and they chattered and they were dull as horse dung. The girls looked good from a distance, the sun shining through their dresses, their hair. But get up close and listen to their minds running out of their mouths, you felt like digging in under a hill and hiding out with a tommy-gun. I would certainly never be able to be happy, to get married, I could never have children. Hell, I couldn't even get a job as a dishwasher.

Varianta: Frankly, I was horrified by life, at what a man had to do simply in order to eat, sleep, and keep himself clothed. So I stayed in bed and drank. When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment it didn't have you by the throat.
Zdroj: Factotum

Zdroj: The People Look Like Flowers at Last

Zdroj: What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire

Zdroj: Ham on Rye

Zdroj: The Pleasures of the Damned