Чарльз Буковски: Цитаты на английском языке (страница 17)

“There is no hurry. Time means nothing
to you.”

“Some nights I knew that if I slept I would die.”

“I was only photographing in words the reality of it all.”

“I paid, got up, walked
to the door, opened
it.

I heard the man
say, "that guy's
nuts."

out on the street I
walked north
feeling
curiously
honored.”

“and our few good times will be rare because we have the critical sense
and are not easy to fool with laughter”

“Fay had a spot of blood on the left side of her mouth and I took a wet cloth and wiped it off. Women were meant to suffer; no wonder they asked for constant declarations of love.”

“It is possible to be truly mad and to still exist upon scraps of life.”

“young or old, good or bad, I don't think anything dies as slow and as hard as a writer.”

“Never get out of bed before noon.”

“the price of creation
is never
too high.

the price of living
with other people
always
is.”

“There's a light somewhere.
It may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.”

“the beautiful are found in the edge of a room
crumpled into spiders and needles and silence
and we can never understand why they
left, they were so
beautiful.

they dont make it,
the beautiful die young
and leave the ugly to their ugly lives.”

“the area dividing the brain and the soul
is affected in many ways by
experience –
some lose all mind and become soul:
insane.
some lose all soul and become mind:
intellectual.
some lose both and become:
accepted.”

“and the color in my eyes
has gone back into the sea.”

“I can
almost understand
why
people
leap
from
bridges.”

“she slammed the door and
was gone.

I looked at the closed door
and at the doorknob
and strangely
I didn't feel
alone.”

“Well, the rain had stopped but the pain was still there.”

“Great books are the ones we need”

“they simply never understand,
do they,
that sometimes solitude
is
one of the most beautiful
things
on earth?”