I can never drive my car over a bridge without thinking of suicide. I can never look at a lake or an ocean without thinking of suicide.
Charles BukowskiRead
People just weren't interesting. Maybe they weren't supposed to be. But animals, birds, even insects were. I couldn't understand it.
Interpretation
The speaker finds more fascination in animals and nature than in human interactions.
In this quote, Charles Bukowski reflects on his perception of the world around him, suggesting that humans often lack the intrigue that he finds in the animal kingdom. It reveals a deeper existential contemplation about the nature of existence, relationships, and what it means to be interesting or worthy of attention.
In practice
This quote could be shared during a discussion about the value of nature over human distractions.
I can never drive my car over a bridge without thinking of suicide. I can never look at a lake or an ocean without thinking of suicide.
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