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there was something about that city, though it didn't let me feel guilty that I had no feeling for the things so many others needed. it let me alone. sitting up in my bed the lights out, hearing the outside sounds, lifting my cheap bottle of wine, letting the warmth of the grape enter me as I heard the rats moving about the room, I preferred them to humans. being lost, being crazy maybe is not so bad if you can be that way undisturbed. New Orleans gave me that. nobody ever called my name.
Charles Bukowski
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Interpretation

What this quote means

The quote reflects a sense of comfort in solitude and the acceptance of one's own feelings versus societal norms.

In this quote by Charles Bukowski, the speaker expresses a deep appreciation for the city of New Orleans, which offers a respite from societal expectations and human connections. Here, solitude and the chaotic ambiance of the city allow for self-acceptance and a unique perspective on life, suggesting that feeling lost or different is not inherently negative, especially when one can embrace those feelings in peace. The quote highlights the idea that true solace can be found in isolation, away from the demands and needs of others.

Themes

SolitudeAcceptanceNew OrleansIsolationComfort

In practice

Example use cases

This quote can be used in a discussion about the value of solitude and personal reflection in a mental health seminar.

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