#henry charles bukowski

Interviewer: What is your definition of love?
Bukowski: Love is kind of like when you see a fog in the morning when you wake up before the sun comes out. Its just there a little while, and then it burns away.
Interviewer: Really?
Bukowski: Absolutely.
Interviewer: Burns away?
Bukowski: Yeah, quickly. Its just, love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality.