We work too hard. We try too hard.

Don’t try. Don’t work. It’s there. It’s been looking right at us, aching to kick out of the closed womb.

There’s been too much direction. It’s all free, we needn’t be told.

Classes? Classes are for asses.

Bukowski’s only writing advice? “Don’t try.” A fine addition to our running list of writing advice from literary greats. (via explore-blog)

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That’s the problem with drinking, I thought, as I poured myself a drink. If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen.
Charles Bukowski, “Women” (via briannekennedy)