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
there was something about that city, though it didn't let me feel guilty that I had no feeling for the things so many others needed. it let me alone.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote expresses a sense of detachment from societal expectations and a personal acceptance of one's indifference.
In this quote, Charles Bukowski reflects on the complexity of emotions and relationships within an urban environment. The city, in its indifference, provides a sense of freedom by allowing him to acknowledge his lack of emotional connection to what others find vital, thereby letting him exist without guilt or pressure to conform to societal norms.
Themes
CityIndifferenceFreedomEmotionDetachment
In practice
Example use cases
In a discussion about urban life and sensory experience.
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