Charles Bukowski 1920 - 1994 was a German-American poet, novelist, and short story writer. His writing was influenced by the social, cultural, and economic ambiance of his home city of Los Angeles.
If you’re going to try, go all the way, otherwise don’t even start.
If you’re going to try, go all the way, otherwise don’t even start.
If you’re going to try, go all the way.
This could mean losing partners, wives, husbands, relatives, jobs and maybe your mind.
Go all the way.
It could mean not eating for three or four days, it could mean freezing on a park bench, it could mean jail, it could mean derision, mockery, isolation - isolation is the gift.
All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it.
And you’ll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds.
And it will be better than anything else you can imagine.
If you’re going to try, go all the way!
There is no other feeling like that.
You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire!
Do it, do it, do it, do it, all the way! All the way
You will ride life straight to perfect laughter.
It’s the only good fight there is.
This could mean losing partners, wives, husbands, relatives, jobs and maybe your mind.
Go all the way.
It could mean not eating for three or four days, it could mean freezing on a park bench, it could mean jail, it could mean derision, mockery, isolation - isolation is the gift.
All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it.
And you’ll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds.
And it will be better than anything else you can imagine.
If you’re going to try, go all the way!
There is no other feeling like that.
You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire!
Do it, do it, do it, do it, all the way! All the way
You will ride life straight to perfect laughter.
It’s the only good fight there is.
Invent yourself and then reinvent yourself, don’t swim in the same slough, invent yourself and then reinvent yourself, and stay out of the clutches of mediocrity - Charles Bukowski
