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’ve had so many knives stuck into me, when they hand me a flower I can’t quite make out what it is. It takes time.
Interpretation
This quote reflects the difficulties faced in life and the struggle to accept kindness or beauty after enduring pain.
Charles Bukowski's quote conveys the profound impact of suffering and the lasting scars it leaves on a person's perception of the world. Having endured numerous hardships, the speaker finds it challenging to recognize and appreciate simple gestures of kindness, symbolized by the flower. The message resonates with anyone who has faced adversity, emphasizing that healing and appreciation take time and require overcoming past wounds.
In practice
Sharing this quote during a discussion about mental health and the importance of healing.
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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I’ve had enough, this is my prayer, that I’ll die living just as free as my hair.
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