Quotes From "Pulp" By Charles Bukowski

It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it. Charles Bukowski

I killed four flies while waiting. Damn, death was everywhere. Man, bird, beast, reptile, rodent, insect, fish didn't have a chance. The fix was in. I didn't know what to do about it. I got depressed. You know, I see a boy at the supermarket, he's packing my groceries, then I see him sticking himself into his own grave along with the toilet paper, the beer and the chicken breasts. Charles Bukowski

Life wore a man out, wore a man thin. Tomorrow would be a better day. Charles Bukowski

Hell was what you made it Charles Bukowski

Existence was not only absurd, it was plain hard work Charles Bukowski

I'm not dead yet, just in a state of rapid decay, who isn't? Charles Bukowski

Existence was not only absurd, it was plain hard work. Think of how many times you put on your underwear in a lifetime. It was appalling, it was disgusting, it was stupid. Charles Bukowski

I wasn't sleeping on the streets at night. Of course, there were a lot of good people sleeping in the streets. They weren't fools, they just didn't fit into the needed machinery of the moment. And those needs kept altering. Charles Bukowski

I decided to stay in bed until noon. Maybe by then half the world would be dead and it would only be half as hard to take. Charles Bukowski

Hell, I'd even failed with women. Three wives. Nothing really wrong each time. It all got destroyed by petty bickering. Railing about nothing. Getting pissed-off over anything and everything. Day by day, year by year, grinding. Instead of helping each other you just sliced away, picked at this or that. Goading. Endless goading. It became a cheap contest. And once you got into it, it became habitual. You couldn't seem to get out. You almost didn't want to get out. And then you did get out. All the way. . Charles Bukowski

There is always somebody about to ruin your day, if not your life. Charles Bukowski

I needed a vacation. I needed 5 women. I needed to get the wax out of my ears. My car needed an oil change. I'd failed to file my damned income tax. One of the stems had broken off of my reading glasses. There were ants in my apartment. I needed to get my teeth cleaned. My shoes were run down at the heels. I had insomnia. My auto insurance had expired. I cut myself every time i shaved. I hadn't laughed in 6 years. I tended to worry when there was nothing to worry about. And when there was something to worry about, i got drunk. Charles Bukowski