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These things happen. One day you run everything, and the next day you run like a dog.

Hunter S. Thompson

I’m a word freak. I like words. I’ve always compared writing to music. That’s the way I feel about good paragraphs. When it really works, it’s like music.
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Comparison Music Myself Word Work
I have a theory that the truth is never told during the nine-to-five hours.
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Myself Theory Truth
It was one of those fine little love stories that can make you smile in your sleep at night.
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Love Night Sleep Smile Story Yourself
When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.
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Journey Transformation Weird
The downward spiral of Dumbness in America is about to hit a new low.
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Country Down Hit Low New
Anything that gets your blood racing is probably worth doing.
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Adventure Blood Inspirational Race Worth Yourself
Some may never live, but the crazy never die.
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Character Crazy Death Live
Not a wasted word. This has been a main point to my literary thinking all my life.
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Life Literature Myself Wasted Time Word
He had that rare weird electricity about him – that extremely wild and heavy presence that you only see in a person who has abandoned all hope of ever behaving normally.
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heavy Himself Hope Normal Rare Weird Wild
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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Control Fatal Fear Mindset Question Stupidity Time
On some nights, I still believe that a car with the gas needle on empty can run about fifty more miles if you have the right music very loud on the radio.
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Believe Loud Music Night Right Run
Freedom, Truth, Honour, you could rattle off a hundred such words and behind every one of them would gather a thousand punks, pompous little farts, waving the banner with one hand and reaching under the table with the other.
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Freedom Hands Honor Oneself Truth Word
Never turn your back on fear. It should always be in front of you, like a thing that might have to be killed.
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Fear Kill Yourself
Fiction is a bridge to the truth that journalism can’t reach.
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Bridge Fiction Journalism Reach
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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Journey Myself Time Way
Buy the ticket, take the ride.
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Oneself Ride Ticket

These things happen. One day you run everything, and the next day you run like a dog.

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