P.164, Ham and Rye
“I walked around the library looking fir books. I pulled them off the shelves, one by one. But they all tricks. They were very dull. There were pages and pages of words that didn’t say anything. Or if they did say anything they took too long to say it and by the time they said it you already were too tired to have it matter at all. I tried book after book. Surely out of all these books, there was one.”
I read my first Charles Bukowski book before Christmas, Ham and Rye and the passage above is a great example of the way he writes and the truth to it all. It’s one of those bits of writing I wish I’d done myself because it is so bluntly yet well put while also being true on so many levels.