Cat Car Ribbon
Posted on Friday, July 30th, 2010 at 12:32 pmCat Car Ribbon
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Does anyone know where this quote comes from? I found it on a site and Google's not helping.?
Love is a form of prejudice. I have too many other prejudices. I was sentimental about many things: a woman's shoes under the bed; one hairpin left behind on the dresser; the way they said, I'm going to pee...; hair ribbons; walking down the boulevard with them at 1:30 in the afternoon, just two people walking together; the long nights of drinking and smoking, talking; the arguments; thinking of suicide; eating together and feeling good; the jokes, the laughter out of nowhere; feeling miracles in the air; being in a parked car together; comparing past loves at 3 AM; being told you snore, hearing her snore; mothers, daughters, sons, cats, dogs; sometimes death and sometimes divorce, but always carrying on, always seeing it through; reading a newspaper alone in a sandwich joint and feeling nausea because she's now married to a dentist with an I.Q. of 95; racetracks, parks, park picnics; even jails; your flirting, her flirting; her pills, your fucking on the side, and her doing the sa
This is a passage from "Women" by Charles Bukowski. The novel, "Women," was published by Black Sparrow in 1978.









