“But starvation, unfortunately, didn’t improve art. It only hindered it. A man’s soul was rooted in his stomach. A man could write much better after eating a porterhouse steak and drinking a pint of whiskey than he could ever write after eating a nickel candy bar. The myth of the starving artist was a hoax. Once you realized that everything was a hoax you got wise and began to bleed and burn your fellow man.” - Charles Bukowski

“I had thought that machines had put tomato pickers out of work. Yet, there it was. Humans apparently were less expensive than machines. And machines broke down.” - Charles Bukowski