Charles Bukowski Pulp Quotes

#1. And if I don't sing, I don't get paid.

Sondra Radvanovsky

#2. We may be living in the twentieth century, in resplendent sophistication. But deep down, most of us find ourselves still in the Stone Age of superstition.

Helen Hayes

#3. The love of new ideas is a myth: we prefer ideas only after others have tested them.

Scott Berkun

#4. She sat there, with her feet in the water, not doing a thing, and all I could think was that this woman had changed my life. She'd changed the very universe I lived in - not by her actions or words, but with the curl of her lips as she smiled and the light in her eyes when she gazed upon mine.

Helen Cooper

#5. Things work out better when you're straight up.

Kate Jacobs

#6. No one has ever known me as clearly as you. No one has ever shown me that love allows everything. Not pretty or safe or easy but something I never knew. Love within reason, that isn't love and I learned that from you.

Stephen Sondheim

#7. Your turn Imagine that the world had no middlemen, no publishers, no bosses, no HR folks, no one telling you what you couldn't do. If you lived in that world, what would you do? Go. Do that.

Seth

#8. Sometimes things are just what they seem to be and that's all there is to it.

Charles Bukowski

#9. I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.

Theodore Roethke

#10. Both EarthEcho and Seventh Generation understand that young people have the power to change the world - one home, one school and one community at a time.

Philippe Cousteau Jr.

#11. I was sitting in my office when someone called to tell me two light planes had collided with the World Trade Centre. I turned on my television; before long, there was this procession of people of all kinds walking up the street. What I remember most was the silence of that crowd; there was no sound.

Tom Wolfe

#12. They don't teach kidnapping at Eton, dad

Gwenn Wright

#13. The less literate are the first to fail and drop out of school.

Stephen D. Krashen

#14. The sky was wide and inviting, and the grass was cool and sweetly refreshing under my bare feet as I walked across the undulating field towards the river. It was a short walk, only a mile or so, but I did not hurry it, letting my soul soak up the glorious sensation of freedom and lightness.

Susanna Kearsley