Sometimes solitude is one of the most beautiful things on earth.
People are strange: They are constantly angered by trivial things, but on a major matter like totally wasting their lives, they hardly seem to notice.
If you want to know who your friends are, get yourself a jail sentence.
What matters most is how well you walk through the fire.
You either get it down on paper or you jump off a bridge.
Find what you love and let it kill you.
- Charles Bukowski
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