Bukowski loved his cat. But Bukowski never said I love you. When he realised that his end was near, and Lady Death was knocking on his door, maybe he said I love you, for the first time in his life. Maybe he wrote a letter to one of his lovers or one old prostitute. Maybe in the P.S she read: I love you, can't you see? And maybe she cried, as well as him...
The laughing heart(One of the poems of the collection entitled: Betting on the Muse by Charles Bukowsky, 1996)
"your life is your life don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission. be on the watch. there are ways out. there is a light somewhere. it may not be much light but it beats the darkness. be on the watch. the gods will offer you chances. know them. take them. you can’t beat death but you can beat death in life, sometimes. and the more often you learn to do it, the more light there will be. your life is your life. know it while you have it. you are marvelous the gods wait to delight in you."
Charles Bukowski
El corazón que ríe
Tu vida es tu vida no dejes que sea golpeada contra la húmeda sumisión manténte alerta hay salidas hay una luz en algún lugar puede que no sea mucha luz pero vence a la oscuridad manténte alerta los dioses te ofrecerán oportunidades conócelas tómalas no puedes vencer a la muerte pero puedes vencer a la muerte en la vida, a veces y mientras más a menudo aprendas a hacerlo más luz habrá tu vida es tu vida conócela mientras la tengas tú eres maravilloso los dioses esperan para deleitarse