Tales of Ordinary Madness

Xuño 22, 2009 | Filed Under Clásicos, Life Itself, Literatura | Leave a Comment

“Sometimes, I feel like crying but nothing comes out. It is just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. But I think I have known it pretty often, too often.”

— Charles Bukowski.