Lonely feeling

Lonely Quotes — page 224 of 309

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Charles Bukowski Poet, Novelist
Lonely

“I thought you were sane," I said, "but you're just as crazy as the rest of them.”

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Charles Bukowski Poet, Novelist
Lonely

“I always started a job with the feeling that I'd soon quit or be fired, and this gave ma a relaxex manner that was mistaken for intelligence or some secret power.”

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Charles Bukowski Poet, Novelist
Lonely

“I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn't have a god, politics, ideas, ideals.”

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Charles Bukowski Poet, Novelist
Lonely

“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.”

CB
Charles Bukowski Poet, Novelist
Lonely

“I have one problem, I don’t hate people. They disgust me and I want to get away from them. I do not have hatred. I have an escape mechanism.”

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Charles Bukowski Poet, Novelist
Lonely

“I think a man can keep on drinking for centuries, he'll never die; especially wine or beer...I like drunkards, man, because drunkards, they come out of it, and they're sick and they spring back, they spring back and forth...If I hadn't been a drunkard, I probably would have committed suicide long ago.”

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Charles Bukowski Poet, Novelist
Lonely

“Hey, Hank, I notice all the women around your place lately ... good looking stuff; you're doing all right." "Sam," I say, "that's not true; I am one of God's most lonely men.”

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Charles Bukowski Poet, Novelist
Lonely

“for a man of 55 who didn't get laid until he was 23 and not very often until he was 50 I think that I should stay listed via Pacific Telephone until I get as much as the average man has had”

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Charles Bukowski Poet, Novelist
Lonely

“I was their bar freak, they needed me to make themselves feel better. just like, at times, I needed that graveyard.”

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Charles Bukowski Poet, Novelist
Lonely

“I can't think of any poet-recluses outside of one dead Jeffers. [Robinson Jeffers] The rest of them want to slobber over each other and hug each other. It appears to me that I am the last of the poet-recluses.”

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Charles Bukowski Poet, Novelist
Lonely

“As a recluse I couldn't bear traffic. It had nothing to do with jealousy, I simply disliked people, crowds, anywhere, except at my readings. People diminished me, they sucked me dry.”

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Charles Bukowski Poet, Novelist
Lonely

“and then there are some who believe that old relationships can be revived and made new again. but please if you feel that way don't phone don't write don't arrive”