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I need beaches, and blackness, and moonlit nakedness.

Hunter S. Thompson

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Some may never live, but the crazy never die.
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Character Crazy Death Live
I don’t see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness.
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Happiness Heart Mindset Respect See Yourself
In a closed society where everybody’s guilty, the only crime is getting caught. In a world of thieves, the only final sin is stupidity.
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Crime Final Guilty Sin Society Stupidity Thief
These things happen. One day you run everything, and the next day you run like a dog.
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Day Dog Rich Run Yourself
I just usually go with my own taste. If I like something, and it happens to be against the law, well, then I might have a problem.
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Law Myself Problem Taste
Don’t judge your taco by its price.
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Judgement One Liner Price
I have a theory that the truth is never told during the nine-to-five hours.
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Myself Theory Truth
A sense of humor is the main measure of sanity.
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Measurement Sanity
Writing is the flip side of sex – it’s good only when it’s over.
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Goodness Sex Writing
Liberalism itself has failed, and for a pretty good reason. It has been too often compromised by the people who represented it.
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Failure Goodness Liberty People Promise Reason Represent
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
It was obvious that he was a man who marched through life to the rhythms of some drum I would never hear.
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Life Man Myself Rhythm
Fiction is a bridge to the truth that journalism can’t reach.
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Bridge Fiction Journalism Reach
All the blood is drained out of democracy – it dies – when only half the population votes.
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Blood Death Democracy Population Vote
For every moment of triumph, for every instance of beauty, many souls must be trampled.
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Beautiful Moments Soul Success Victory
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

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