this eager heart of mine

“ Dou de graça e bem doado
O meu riso, minha veia
Tudo vira areia
Um sonho na correnteza

“ That’s why I can’t say enough times, whatever love you can get and give, whatever happiness you can filch or provide, every temporary measure of grace, whatever works.

“ Riggs never understood why Carlson stayed alone. Buts Riggs hadn’t lost anyone before and still had a hopeful disposition. For Carlson, leaving was a shortcut and a shield. The more you leave, the less you lose.

— The go-getter

“

I keep searching the streets for that
blood-wine battleship she drives
with a weak battery, and the doors
hanging from broken hinges.

I drive around the streets
an inch away from weeping,
ashamed of my sentimentality and
possible love.

a confused old man driving in the rain
wondering where the good luck
went.

— bukowski

“

during my worst times
on the park benches
in the jails
or living with
whores
I always had this certain
contentment -
I wouldn’t call it
happiness -
it was more of an inner
balance
that settled for
whatever was occuring
and it helped in the
factories
and when relationships
went wrong
with the
girls.

it helped
through the
wars and the
hangovers
the backalley fights
the
hospitals.

to awaken in a cheap room
in a strange city and
pull up the shade -
this was the craziest kind of
contentment

and to walk across the floor
to an old dresser with a
cracked mirror -
see myself, ugly,
grinning at it all.

what matters most is
how well you
walk through the
fire.

— bukowski