Charles Bukowski left a lot of great writing behind. He was so prolific, in fact, that much of his writing has only seen the light after his death in 1994. Many books of poetry, short stories and essays have been released posthumously.
Portions From A Wine-Stained Notebook is one such collection, including essays, stories, and stream of consciousness sketches that range from the mundane to the brilliant. I recommend both die hard fans and Charles Bukowski newbies buy Portions From A Wine-Stained Notebook to discover the treasures therein.
To give you a taste, here are some of the best quotes from Portions From A Wine-Stained Notebook. It’s hard to choose, but these stood out in a collection full of great insight and powerful and versatile writing.
Best Quotes From Portions From A Wine-Stained Notebook by Charles Bukowski
“Funny about women, too…How they got old. Sad, really sad. You saw the young ones walking all tight and high…and you hated their proudness, for proudness had no right in things mechanical and momentary. Proudness only belonged to those who created new forms, and won.”
“I do think poetry is important though, if you don’t strive at it, if you don’t fill it full of stars and falseness.”
“I write as a function. Without it I would fall ill and die. It’s as much a part of one as the liver or intestine, and just about as glamorous.”
“Pain doesn’t make anything, nor does poverty. The artist is there first. What becomes of him depends upon his luck. If his luck is good (worldly-speaking) he becomes a bad artist. If his luck is bad, he becomes a good one.”
“all I know is that I believe in the sound of music and the running of a horse. all else is squabble.”
“when I have a poem accepted by a magazine that prints so-called quality poetry, I ask myself where I have failed.”
“The reason so much bad poetry is written is that it is written as poetry instead of concept. And the reason the public doesn’t understand poetry is that there is nothing to understand, and the reason most poets write it is that they think they understand. Nothing is to be understood or “regained.” It is simply to be written. By someone. Sometime. And not too often.”
“death, at last, is a bore – no more than pulling a shade. we do not die all at once, generally, but piece by piece, little by little. the young die hardest and live hardest and understand nothing. but they are the most generous and the truest and better fit to lead than the cautious wise.”
“Religion seemed a con-game, a trick of mirrors, and I felt that if there was to be Faith, the faith should begin within me without the easiness of ready-made aids, ready-made gods.”
“If the rich are our superior race I want to get out fast. I’ve seen the skulls of dead hog’s heads biting into dead apples that were less ugly; that in comparison were not ugly at all.”