Quote by Charles Bukowski
I would be married, but Id have no wife, I would be married to a s

I would be married, but Id have no wife, I would be married to a single life. – Charles Bukowski

Other quotes by Charles Bukowski

The difference between a democracy and a dictatorship is that in a democracy you vote first and take orders later in a dictatorship you dont have to waste your time voting. – Charles Bukowski

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Show me a man who lives alone and has a perpetually clean kitchen, and 8 times out of 9 Ill show you a man with detestable spiritual qualities. – Charles Bukowski

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You begin saving the world by saving one man at a time all else is grandiose romanticism or politics. – Charles Bukowski

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Even if I have to stand alone, I will not be afraid to stand alone. Im going to fight for you. Im going to fight for whats right. Im going to fight to hold people accountable. – Barbara Boxer

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A man filled with the love of God is not content with blessing his family alone, but ranges through the whole world, anxious to bless the whole human race. – Joseph Smith, Jr.

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I have so many different personalities in me and I still feel lonely. – Tori Amos

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I had a very happy childhood, but I wasnt that happy a child. I liked being alone and creating characters and voices. I think thats when your creativity is developed, when youre young. I liked the world of the imagination because it was an easy place to go to. – David Walliams

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Everything that is beautiful and noble is the product of reason and calculation. – Charles Baudelaire

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For many in baseball September is a month of stark contrast with April, when everyone had dared to hope. If baseball is a lot like life, as pundits declare, it is because life is more about losing than winning. – John Thorn

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From the satisfaction of desire there may arise, accompanying joy and as it were sheltering behind it, something not unlike despair. – André Gide, The Counterfeiters, 1925

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Remorse, the fatal egg that pleasure laid. – William Cowper