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“It was a Saturday night in December. I was in my room and I drank much more than usual, lighting cigarette after cigarette, thinking of girls and the city and jobs, and of the years ahead. Looking ahead I liked very little of what I saw. I wasn’t a misanthrope and I wasn’t a misogynist but I liked being alone. It felt good to sit alone in a small space and smoke and drink. I had always been good company for myself.”

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Book:Ham On Rye
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“I sat back down and poured a glass of wine. I left my door open. The moonlight came in with the sounds of the city: juke boxes, automobiles, curses, dogs barking, radios.. .We were all in it together. We were all in one big shit pot together. There was no escape. We were all going to be flushed away. A small cat walked by, stopped at my door and looked in. The eyes were lit by the moon: pure red like fire. Such wonderful eyes. “Come on, kitty...” I held my hand out as if there were food in it. “Kitty, kitty...” The cat walked on by.”

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Book:Ham On Rye
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“Somos finos como papel.Existimos por acaso entre as percentagens, temporariamente. E esta é a melhor e a pior parte, o fator temporal. E não há nada que se possa fazer sobre isso. Você pode sentar no topo de uma montanha e meditar por décadas e nada vai mudar. Você pode mudar a si mesmo para ser aceitável, mas talvez isso também esteja errado. Talvez pensemos demais. Sinta mais, pense menos.”

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Book:The Captain is Out to Lunch and the Sailors Have Taken Over the Ship
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“[...] a autoestrada é um circo de emoções baratas e mesquinhas, é a humanidade em movimento [...] as autoestradas são uma lição sobre aquilo em que nos transformamos e os acidentes e as mortes são na maioria uma colisão de seres incompletos, de vidas lamentáveis e dementes. quando dirijo pelas autoestradas eu vejo a alma da humanidade da minha cidade e ela é feia, feia, feia: os vivos sufocaram o coração de vez.”

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Book:You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense
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“«... sabes, yo tenía una familia, un trabajo, algo siempre estaba en el medio, pero ahora vendí mi casa, encontré este lugar, un estudio amplio, deberías ver el espacio y la luz. Por primera vez en mi vida voy a tener el lugar y el tiempo para crear.» No nene, si vas a crear vas a crear trabajando 16 horas por día en una mina de carbón, o vas a crear en una piecita con tres chicos mientras estás desocupado, vas a crear aunque te falte parte de tu mente y de tu cuerpo, vas a crear ciego, mutilado, loco, vas a crear con un gato trepando por tu espalda mientras la ciudad entera tiembla en terremotos, bombardeos, inundaciones y fuego. Nene, aire, luz, tiempo y espacio no tienen nada que ver con esto y no crean nada... excepto quizás una vida más larga para encontrar nuevas excusas.”

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Author:Charles Bukowski
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“welcome to my wormy hell. the music grinds off-key. fish eyes watch from the wall. this is where the last happy shot was fired. the mind snaps closed like a mind snapping closed. we need to discover a new will and a new way. we're stuck here now listening to the laughter of the gods. my temples ache with the fact of the facts. I get up, move about, scratch myself. I'm a pawn. I am a hungry prayer. my wormy hell welcomes you. hello, hello there. come in, come on in! plenty of room here for us all, sucker. we can only blame ourselves so come sit with me in the dark. it's half-past nowhere everywhere.”

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Book:The Pleasures of the Damned
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“Yes Yes when God created love he didn't help most when God created dogs He didn't help dogs when God created plants that was average when God created hate we had a standard utility when God created me He created me when God created the monkey He was asleep when He created the giraffe He was drunk when He created narcotics He was high and when He created suicide He was low when He created you lying in bed He knew what He was doing He was drunk and He was high and He created the mountains and the sea and fire at the same time He made some mistakes but when He created you lying in bed He came all over His Blessed Universe.”

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Author:Charles Bukowski
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