Character: Henry Chinaski. Page 1

- A young man, every morning drunk! Found myself a job!
- I have a job.
- Yes?
- Yes! Kill cockroaches in this house is enough!
Son of a bitch. Miri Kish in tuchus!

The genius, probably, is the ability to say deep just.

Do not believe those who are in sweat pants.

My personal Affairs were all as bad and hopeless as before.
You could say they were from a birthday party. With only one difference - now I can from time to time to drink, although not as much as I would like.
The booze helped me at least to get rid of the feeling of eternal loss and absolute uselessness.
Everything I touched seemed to me vulgar and empty.

The person should be, as they say, in its place.

So much grief, even when it all works.

To get up at 6 am is crazy. Must be she's nervous. No wonder she doesn't weigh anything.

I infant; I do not.

Hard to get drunk when half the world makes an effort to get drunk with you.

In all our plans there are holes.

More than half my life is spent in beds that are more suitable for earthworms.

Pulled down her sheet. That huge breast. She is half of the Breasts were composed.

I started to drink. Just the stars are not right.

I - a drunk, spoiled rotten asshole with a very tiny minor fame.