I can never drive my car over a bridge without thinking of suicide. I can never look at a lake or an ocean without thinking of suicide.
Charles BukowskiRead
I carry death in my left pocket. Sometimes I take it out and talk to it: "Hello, baby, how you doing? When you coming for me? I'll be ready.
Interpretation
This quote reflects an acceptance of mortality and the inevitability of death.
Charles Bukowski's quote reveals a profound acknowledgment of death as an ever-present reality in life. By personifying death and engaging with it in a casual, conversational manner, Bukowski illustrates a unique relationship with his own mortality, emphasizing both the fear and the acceptance that come with it. This approach invites readers to confront their own feelings about death and the fleeting nature of existence.
In practice
In a poetry reading discussing themes of mortality and acceptance, this quote can be used to illustrate the poet's unique perspective.
I can never drive my car over a bridge without thinking of suicide. I can never look at a lake or an ocean without thinking of suicide.
when I am feeling low all i have to do is watch my cats and my courage returns
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It is the quality of patriotism to be jealous and watchful, to observe all secret machinations, and to see publick dangers at a distance. The true lover of his country is ready to communicate his fears, and to sound the alarm, whenever he perceives the approach of mischief. But he sounds no alarm, when there is no enemy; he never terrifies his countrymen till he is terrified himself. The patriotism, therefore, may be justly doubted of him, who professes to be disturbed by incredibilities.
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All that you think is rain is not. Behind the veil angels sometimes weep.
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