As your attorney, it is my duty to inform you that it is not important that you understand what I’m doing or why you’re paying me so much money. What’s important is that you continue to do so.
HUNTER S. THOMPSONHuman beings are the only creatures on earth that claim a God and the only thing that behaves like it hasn’t got one.
More Hunter S. Thompson Quotes
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Sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whisky and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind but falling in love and not getting arrested.
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It is not necessary to accept the choices handed down to you by life as you know it.
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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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Fiction is a bridge to the truth that journalism can’t reach.
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For every moment of triumph, for every instance of beauty, many souls must be trampled.
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I need beaches, and blackness, and moonlit nakedness.
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The pleasure is in the path, the search for something good.
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Anything worth doing is worth doing well.
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It was like falling down an elevator shaft and landing in a pool full of mermaids.
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Words are such a poor medium when you really want someone to feel something.
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There is something fresh and crisp about the first hours of a Caribbean day, a happy anticipation that something is about to happen, maybe just up the street or around the next corner.
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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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It was one of those fine little love stories that can make you smile in your sleep at night.
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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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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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