right' i said. 'but first, we need the car. and after that, the cocaine. and then the tape recorder, for special music, and some acapulco shirts.
Hunter S. ThompsonIn San Francisco - life goes on. Hope rises and dreams flicker and die. Love plans for tomorrow and loneliness thinks of yesterday. Life is beautiful and living is pain. The sound of music floats down a dark street. A young girl looks out a window and wishes she were married. A drunk sleeps under a bridge. It is tomorrow.
Hunter S. ThompsonIt's in my interest, in ours perhaps, or maybe the interests of the greater good, for me to smoke a joint, and calm down.
Hunter S. ThompsonThere is a progression of understanding vis-ร -vis pro football that varies drastically with the factor of distance --physical, emotional, intellectual and every other way. . . Which is exactly the way it should be . . .
Hunter S. ThompsonThe waitress had the appearance of a very old hooker who had finally found her place in life
Hunter S. ThompsonHappy," I muttered, trying to pin the word down. But it is one of those words, like Love, that I have never quite understood. Most people who deal in words donโt have much faith in them and I am no exception โ especially the big ones like Happy and Love and Honest and Strong. They are too elusive and far to relative when you compare them to sharp, mean little words like Punk and Cheap and Phony. I feel at home with these, because theyโre scrawny and easy to pin, but the big ones are tough and it takes either a priest or a fool to use them with any confidence.
Hunter S. Thompson