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.
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I have no taste for either poverty or honest labor, so writing is the only recourse left for me.
More Hunter S. Thompson Quotes
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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.
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I believe the Republicans have never thought that democracy was anything but a tribal myth.
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The downward spiral of Dumbness in America is about to hit a new low.
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It was like falling down an elevator shaft and landing in a pool full of mermaids.
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The pleasure is in the path, the search for something good.
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Words are such a poor medium when you really want someone to feel something.
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All political power comes from the barrel of either guns, pussy, or opium pipes, and people seem to like it that way.
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Walk tall, kick ass, learn to speak Arabic, love music and never forget you come from a long line of truth seekers, lovers and warriors.
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Some may never live, but the crazy never die.
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Life has become immeasurably better since I have been forced to stop taking it seriously.
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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?
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The mind of America is seized by a fatal dry rot – and it’s only a question of time before all that the mind controls will run amuck in a frenzy of stupid, impotent fear.
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Hope rises and dreams flicker and die. Love plans for tomorrow and loneliness thinks of yesterday. Life is beautiful and living is pain.
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On some days you get what you want, and on others, you get what you need.
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There is no story unless you’ve written it.
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Ah, lives there a man with soul so dead, who never to himself hath said As he hunched and rolled in his comfortable bed: To hell with the rent . . . I’ll drink instead!
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