Quotes & Sayings About Loneliness Bukowski

When you're young
a pair of
female
high-heeled shoes
just sitting
alone
in the closet
can fire your
bones;
when you're old
it's just
a pair of shoes
without
anybody
in them
and
just as
well. — Charles Bukowski

they can't believe
that the loveless people
the streets
the loneliness
the walls
are mine too.
and when I hang up the phone
they think I have held back my
secret.

I don't write out of
knowledge.
when the phone rings
I too would like to hear words
that might ease
some of this.

that's why my number's
listed. — Charles Bukowski

She slammed the door and
was gone.
I looked at the closed door
and at the doorknob
and strangely
I didn't feel
alone. — Charles Bukowski

I hid in bars, because I didn't want to hide in factories. — Charles Bukowski

She was consumed by 3 simple things:
drink, despair, loneliness; and 2 more:
youth and beauty — Charles Bukowski

People need me. I fill them. If they can't see me for a while they get desperate, they get sick. But if I see them too often I get sick. It's hard to feed without getting fed. — Charles Bukowski

Sometimes all we need to be able to continue alone
are the dead
rattling the walls
that close us in. — Charles Bukowski

there is a loneliness in this world so great
that you can see it in the slow movement of
the hands of a clock.

people so tired
mutilated
either by love or no love.

people just are not good to each other
one on one.

the rich are not good to the rich
the poor are not good to the poor.

we are afraid.

our educational system tells us
that we can all be
big-ass winners.

it hasn't told us
about the gutters
or the suicides.

or the terror of one person
aching in one place
alone

untouched
unspoken to

watering a plant. — Charles Bukowski

Real loneliness is not necessarily limited to when you are alone. — Charles Bukowski

The old gal was only another lonely creature in a world that didn't care — Charles Bukowski

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. — Charles Bukowski

I didn't like anything. Maybe I was afraid. That was it - I was afraid. I wanted to sit alone in a room with the shades down. I feasted upon that. I was a crank. I was a lunatic. — Charles Bukowski

She was consumed by 2 simple things:
despair, loneliness; and oh 2 more:
youth and beauty — Charles Bukowski

Mainly thinking, well,
I'm still alive
and have the ability to expel wastes from my body
and poems.
and as long as that's happening
I have the ability to handle
betrayal
loneliness
hangnail
clap
and the economic reports in the
financial section. — Charles Bukowski

Being alone never felt right. sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right. — Charles Bukowski