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
They laughed. Things were funny. They weren't afraid to care. There was no sense to life, to the structure of things.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the absurdity of life while highlighting the importance of laughter and caring connections among people.
In this quote, Charles Bukowski emphasizes the juxtaposition of humor and existential uncertainty. He suggests that despite the lack of inherent meaning in life and the chaotic nature of existence, finding joy in laughter and the willingness to care for one another are what make life worth living. It invites us to embrace the absurd and seek connections that provide solace amidst the confusion.
In practice
In a speech about embracing life's challenges, one might quote this to illustrate the importance of humor.
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 though about what death is, what a loss is. A sharp pain that lessens with time, but can never quite heal over. A scar. The idea occurred to me there on the site. Take a knife and cut open the earth, and with time the grass would heal it. As if you cut open the rock and polished it.
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A great soul serves everyone all the time. A great soul never dies. It brings us together again and again.
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