Charles Bukowski Quotes

I would have done anything for him. Maybe that was my sickness.

You lose yourself trying to hold on to someone who doesn't care about losing you

You have to stop loving me. Because I stopped loving you.

And it was different because I'd already lost her so many times, so many ways, in my head. And different because she was never really mine to lose. And different because this wasn't my fault.

I don't see any reason why I should look for someone who never took the trouble to love me.

Just remember when you think you're free, the crack in your heart is me.

Love must wait; it must break one’s bones.

He wanted to take his love back from her so badly. The old techniques didn’t work anymore. In fact, they’d never worked. How do you stop loving someone? It was one of the world’s more brutal mysteries. The more you tried, the less it worked.

You…you need to move on,” I managed. Yes, that was a sound reason. “You need to find someone else. You know I don’t—that I can’t. Well, you know. You’re wasting your time with me.” He remained firm. “It’s my time to waste.

I cut a hole in my heart and wrote with the blood.

It's never good to fall in love with someone whom you'd have to stab in the eyeballs to elicit a response.

To caress the serpent that devours us, until it has eaten away our heart.

Proclaim your pride and bitterness loudly to the world, but to me speak softly, and tell me simply that she doesn't love you.

And so this young one, this young one whom I had so loved, I had to forsake, no matter how broken my heart, no matter how lonely my soul, no matter how bruised my intellect and spirit.

Dear fatal name! rest ever unreveal'd, Nor pass these lips in holy silence seal'd. Hide it, my heart, within that close disguise, Where mixed with Gods, his lov'd idea lies: O write it not, my hand - the name appears Already written - wash it out, my tears! In vain lost Eloisa weeps and prays, Her heart still dictates, and her hand obeyes.

What was it in the human heart that made you despise a man because he loved you?

Ser eyes met his, hers naked with pleading, his remote as mountain lakes under gray skies. She saw in them defeat of her wild dream, her mad desires.

Every night I cut out my heart. But in the morning it was full again

Caroline says as she gets up from the floor, you can hit me all you want to, but I don't love you anymore.

Elizabeth, With my compliments. You will never get your claws into another one of mine. Rot in hell, Nïx clasped her hands over her chest, sighing, "He gave you his heart. That's so romantic. So much better than a candy heart. Those get stuck in the fangs, you know.

All my life, she gave to me a shovel and said, Fill these holes inside of me, Pari.

‎Keep your love, I have no use for it anymore.

The knowledge that she would never be loved in return acted upon her ideas as a tide acts upon cliffs.

Love means giving something you don't have to someone who doesn't want it.