"Understand me. I’m not like an ordinary world. I have my madness, I live in another dimension and I do not have time for things that have no soul."
"I wasn’t lonely. I experienced no self-pity. I was just caught up in a life in which I could find no meaning."
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Source: Charles Bukowski (2009). “sifting through the madness for the word, the line, the way: New Poems”, p.316, Zondervan
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