"Turn the goddam music up! My heart feels like an alligator!"
— Hunter S. Thompson (Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas)
"I felt a tremendous distance between myself and everything real."
— Hunter S. Thompson (The Rum Diary)
"This is the fast lane, folks...and some of us like it here."
— Hunter S. Thompson (Kingdom of Fear: Loathsome Secrets of a Star-Crossed Child in the Final Days of the American Century)
"and the sad notes floated out to the
patio and hung in the trees like birds too tired to fly"
— Hunter S. Thompson (The Rum Diary)
"I never knew where I was going, but I ripped the tits off of everything that got in my way. By the time they figured me out, it was too late."
— Hunter S. Thompson
"A man can live on his wits and his balls for only so long."
— Hunter S. Thompson (The Rum Diary)
So we shall let the reader answer this question for himself: who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed?
With the truth so dull and depressing, the only working alternative is wild bursts of madness and filigree
On my tombstone they will carve, "IT NEVER GOT FAST ENOUGH FOR ME
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.
Anything that gets your blood racing is probably worth doing.
I felt a tremendous distance between myself and everything real
I never knew where I was going, but I ripped the tits off of everything that got in my way. By the time they figured me out, it was too late
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