bookmate game
en
Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski Fiction Collection

Сообщить о появлении
Загрузите файл EPUB или FB2 на Букмейт — и начинайте читать книгу бесплатно. Как загрузить книгу?
  • Arina Svetlitsaцитирует7 лет назад
    I drank for the next week. I drank night and day and wrote 25 or 30 mournful poems about lost love.
  • Arina Svetlitsaцитирует7 лет назад
    I was in love again, I was in trouble….
  • Arina Svetlitsaцитирует7 лет назад
    “No, I got lost out of ignorance and fear. I am not a complete person—I’m a stunted city person. I am more or less a failed drizzling shit with absolutely nothing to offer.”
    “Christ,” she said, “don’t you think I know that?”
  • Arina Svetlitsaцитирует7 лет назад
    I was lying on the bed in just my shorts, drunk, smoking, a drink on the chair. I was staring at the blue ceiling, not feeling or thinking about anything.
  • Arina Svetlitsaцитирует7 лет назад
    And yet women—good women—frightened me because they eventually wanted your soul, and what was left of mine, I wanted to keep. Basically I craved prostitutes, base women, because they were deadly and hard and made no personal demands. Nothing was lost when they left. Yet at the same time I yearned for a gentle, good woman, despite the overwhelming price. Either way I was lost. A strong man would give up both. I wasn’t strong. So I continued to struggle with women, with the idea of women.
  • Arina Svetlitsaцитирует7 лет назад
    I saw things working against me I simply became disgusted and withdrew. Lydia was different. She reacted.
  • Arina Svetlitsaцитирует7 лет назад
    Pain arrives, BANG, and there it is, it sits on you. It’s real. And to anybody watching, you look foolish. Like you’ve suddenly become an idiot. There’s no cure for it unless you know somebody who understands how you feel, and knows how to help.
  • Arina Svetlitsaцитирует7 лет назад
    “All right,” she said, “I won’t love you, I’ll almost love you. Will that be all right?”
    “It’s much better than the other.”
  • Arina Svetlitsaцитирует7 лет назад
    I looked in the rear view mirror and saw her standing all alone in the moonlight, motionless in her blue negligee and panties. My gut began to twitch and roll. I felt ill, useless, sad. I was in love with her.
  • Arina Svetlitsaцитирует7 лет назад
    “Potential,” I said, “doesn’t mean a thing. You’ve got to do it. Almost every baby in a crib has more potential than I have.”
fb2epub
Перетащите файлы сюда, не более 5 за один раз