Shards of Paper...Quotes
I believe this is a quote from a Charles Bukowski poem about writing. I ripped it from a New York Times Book Review but forgot to note the attribution:
...often it is the only
thing
between you and
impossibility
no drink
no woman's love
no wealth
can
match it.
Nothing can save you
except writing.
I can relate at times to the sentiment but, really, why is that a poem?
