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Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!" --
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death
life
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887c786
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We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and--in spite of True Romance magazines--we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely--at least, not all the time--but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important, and I don't see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happines..
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death
life
love
growing-up
birth
growth
self-respect
lonely
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A man who procrastinates in his choosing will inevitably have his choice made for him by circumstance.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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e1a9786
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No sympathy for the devil; keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride...and if it occasionally gets a little heavier than what you had in mind, well...maybe chalk it up to forced consciousness expansion: Tune in, freak out, get beaten.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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94b3fca
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The Edge... There is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over.
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crisis
insanity
crazy
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant coffee, to unemployment insurance and library cards, to absinthe and good-hearted landlords, to music and warm bodies and contraceptives... and to the "good life", whatever it is and wherever it happens to be."
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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Too weird to live, too rare to die!
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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In a closed society where everybody's guilty, the only crime is getting caught. In a world of thieves, the only final sin is stupidity.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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When the going gets weird, the weird turn professional.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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I was not proud of what I had learned but I never doubted that it was worth knowing.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... and also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push ..
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excess
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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There are times, however, and this is one of them, when even being right feels wrong. What do you say, for instance, about a generation that has been taught that rain is poison and sex is death? If making love might be fatal and if a cool spring breeze on any summer afternoon can turn a crystal blue lake into a puddle of black poison right in front of your eyes, there is not much left except TV and relentless masturbation. It's a strange wo..
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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cc9d3cb
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Like most others, I was a seeker, a mover, a malcontent, and at times a stupid hell-raiser. I was never idle long enough to do much thinking, but I felt somehow that some of us were making real progress, that we had taken an honest road, and that the best of us would inevitably make it over the top. At the same time, I shared a dark suspicion that the life we were leading was a lost cause, that we were all actors, kidding ourselves along on..
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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Good people drink good beer.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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31d9b1d
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All my life, my heart has sought a thing I cannot name. Remembered line from a long- forgotten poem
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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We can't stop here, this is bat country!
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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6a36293
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Maybe it meant something. Maybe not, in the long run, but no explanation, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corner of time and the world. Whatever it meant.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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Yesterday's weirdness is tomorrow's reason why.
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hst
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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d5cfd52
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Maybe there is no Heaven. Or maybe this is all pure gibberish--a product of the demented imagination of a lazy drunken hillbilly with a heart full of hate who has found a way to live out where the real winds blow--to sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whisky, and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind except falling in love and not getting arrested . . . Res ipsa loquitur. Let the good times roll.
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heaven
life
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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8d05137
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Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels start closing in, the only cure is to load up on heinous chemicals and then drive like a bastard from Hollywood to Las Vegas ... with the music at top volume and at least a pint of ether.
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fear-and-loathing-in-las-vegas
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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Strange memories on this nervous night in Las Vegas. Five years later? Six? It seems like a lifetime, or at least a Main Era--the kind of peak that never comes again. San Francisco in the middle sixties was a very special time and place to be a part of. Maybe it meant something. Maybe not, in the long run . . . but no explanation, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corn..
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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It was obvious that he was a man who marched through life to the rhythms of some drum I would never hear.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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1) Never trust a cop in a raincoat. 2) Beware of enthusiasm and of love, both are temporary and quick to sway. 3) If asked if you care about the world's problems, look deep into the eyes of he who asks, he will never ask you again. 4) Never give your real name. 5) If ever asked to look at yourself, don't look. 6) Never do anything the person standing in front of you can't understand. 7) Never create anything, it will be misinterpreted, it w..
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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Weird behavior is natural in smart children, like curiosity is to a kitten.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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You better take care of me Lord, if you don't you're gonna have me on your hands.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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It was one of those fine little love stories that can make you smile in your sleep at night.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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As things stand now, I am going to be a writer. I'm not sure that I'm going to be a good one or even a self-supporting one, but until the dark thumb of fate presses me to the dust and says 'you are nothing', I will be a writer.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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Some people will tell you that slow is good - but I'm here to tell you that fast is better. I've always believed this, in spite of the trouble it's caused me. Being shot out of a cannon will always be better than being squeezed out of a tube. That is why God made fast motorcycles, Bubba...
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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Buy the ticket, take the ride.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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With the truth so dull and depressing, the only working alternative is wild bursts of madness and filigree.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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I have no taste for either poverty or honest labor, so writing is the only recourse left for me.
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writing
writers-on-writing
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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10bc372
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It gave me a strange feeling, and the rest of that night I didn't say much, but merely sat there and drank, trying to decide if I was getting older and wiser, or just plain old.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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I've always considered writing the most hateful kind of work. I suspect it's a bit like fucking, which is only fun for amateurs. Old whores don't do much giggling.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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Happy," I muttered, trying to pin the word down. But it is one of those words, like Love, that I have never quite understood. Most people who deal in words don't have much faith in them and I am no exception - especially the big ones like Happy and Love and Honest and Strong. They are too elusive and far to relative when you compare them to sharp, mean little words like Punk and Cheap and Phony. I feel at home with these, because they're sc..
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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I understand that fear is my friend, but not always. Never turn your back on Fear. It should always be in front of you, like a thing that might have to be killed. My father taught me that, along with a few other things that have kept my life interesting.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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bec3949
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On my tombstone they will carve, "IT NEVER GOT FAST ENOUGH FOR ME."
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ducati
motorcycle
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hunter s. thompson |
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I have never seen much point in getting heavy with stupid people or Jesus freaks, just as long as they don't bother me. In a world as weird and cruel as this one we have made for ourselves, I figure anybody who can find peace and personal happiness without ripping off somebody else deserves to be left alone. They will not inherit the earth, but then neither will I... And I have learned to live, as it were, with the idea that I will never fi..
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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d6221d8
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In a nation run by swine, all pigs are upward-mobile and the rest of us are fucked until we can put our acts together: not necessarily to win, but mainly to keep from losing completely.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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Faster, Faster, until the thrill of speed overcomes the fear of death.
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inspirational
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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The highways are crowded with people who drive as if their sole purpose in getting behind the wheel is to avenge every wrong done them by man, beast or fate. The only thing that keeps them in line is their fear of death, jail and lawsuits.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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There was an awful suspicion in my mind that I'd finally gone over the hump, and the worst thing about it was that I didn't feel tragic at all, but only weary, and sort of comfortably detached.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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No, this is not a good town for psychedelic drugs. Reality itself is too twisted.
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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Hallucinations are bad enough. But after awhile you learn to cope with things like seeing your dead grandmother crawling up your leg with a knife in her teeth. Most acid fanciers can handle this sort of thing. But nobody can handle that other trip-the possibility that any freak with $1.98 can walk into the Circus-Circus and suddenly appear in the sky over downtown Las Vegas twelve times the size of God, howling anything that comes into his ..
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