All political power comes from the barrel of either guns, pussy, or opium pipes, and people seem to like it that way.
HUNTER S. THOMPSONLove plans for tomorrow and loneliness thinks of yesterday.
More Hunter S. Thompson Quotes
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When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.
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Beware of looking for goals: look for a way of life. Decide how you want to live and then see what you can do to make a living WITHIN that way of life.
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I miss Nixon. Compared to these Nazis we have in the White House now, Richard Nixon was a flaming liberal.
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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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Those who fail to learn from the brutal stompings visited on them in the past are doomed to be brutally stomped in the future.
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Never fire a warning shot. It is a waste of ammunition.
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I will fight for your right to be weird- just as I know you will fight for mine.
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There is no story unless you’ve written it.
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Beware of looking for goals: look for a way of life.
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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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There’s a terrible danger in voting for the lesser of two evils because the parties can set it up that way.
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We cannot expect people to have respect for law and order until we teach respect to those we have entrusted to enforce those laws.
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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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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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