Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski, you wise man.
Love is a dog from hell. 

"There is always something ridiculous about the emotions of people whom one has ceased to love."

"Never love a wild thing, Mr. Bell,’ Holly advised him. ‘That was Doc’s mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you can’t give your heart to a wild thing: the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they’re strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That’s how you’ll end up, Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You’ll end up looking at the sky."

"If slaughterhouses had glass walls, everyone would be a vegetarian."

"There is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of a clock. People so tired, mutilated either by love or no love."

Ellen Johnson Sirleaf

"The size of your dreams must always exceed your current capacity to achieve them. If your dreams do not scare you, they are not big enough."

"Just be honest with people. “I knew you were here. I was at home, I had a bun! And it was delicious, because I knew you were waiting."