Charles Bukowski Quote Explained: Where some god pissed a rain of reason to make things grow only to die.

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I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.

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The Artist,” an ancient sage had once said, “is always sitting on the doorsteps of the rich.

- Charles Bukowski

Poet

· Germany

Artist
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writers are desperate people and when they stop being desperate they stop being writers.

- Charles Bukowski

Poet

· Germany

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The hangover was brutal but he didn’t mind. It told him he had been somewhere else, someplace good. Explain

- Charles Bukowski

Poet

· Germany

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If there are junk yards in hell, love is the dog that guards the gates.

- Charles Bukowski

Poet

· Germany

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and even the trees we walked under seemed less than trees and more like everything else.

- Charles Bukowski

Poet

· Germany

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There are times when those eyes inside your brain stare back at you.

- Charles Bukowski

Poet

· Germany

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Success is always dangerous. It can make an asshole out of anybody.

- Charles Bukowski

Poet

· Germany

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Where some god pissed a rain of reason to make things grow only to die.

Where some god pissed a rain of reason to make things grow only to die.

I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.

The Artist,” an ancient sage had once said, “is always sitting on the doorsteps of the rich.

writers are desperate people and when they stop being desperate they stop being writers.

The hangover was brutal but he didn’t mind. It told him he had been somewhere else, someplace good. Explain

If there are junk yards in hell, love is the dog that guards the gates.

and even the trees we walked under seemed less than trees and more like everything else.

There are times when those eyes inside your brain stare back at you.

Success is always dangerous. It can make an asshole out of anybody.

There’s no dew left on the daisies and clover; there’s no rain left in heaven.

Every man has a rainy corner of his life whence comes foul weather which follows him.

Dripping rain like golden honey- And the sweet earth flying from the thunder

Effective psychotherapy works because the therapist continues to grow as a person and as a healer.

During a warm winter rain … the basins of her collarbones collected water.

People will try to rain on your parade because they have no parade of their own.

We cannot wait for the storm to blow over; we must learn to work in the rain.

The wind is not helpless for any man’s need, Nor falleth the rain but for thistle and weed.

Where some god pissed a rain of reason to make things grow only to die.

Where some god pissed a rain of reason to make things grow only to die.

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