Hunter S. Thompson: Trending quotes (page 10)

“We have bigger things to brood on and enormous reasons for wallowing in terminal craziness until we finally hit bottom.”

“The room was very quiet. I walked over to the TV set and turned it on to a dead channel-white noise at maximum decibels, a fine sound for sleeping, a powerful continuous hiss to drown out everything strange.”

“Going to trial with a lawyer who considers your whole life-style a Crime in Progress is not a happy prospect.”

“He wandered into the Newsroom and asked for a job the same way he’d walk into a barbershop and ask for a haircut, and with no more idea of being turned down.”

“Paranoia is just another word for ignorance.”

“Writing is the flip side of sex - it's only good when it's over.”

“Being shot out of a cannon will always be better than being squeezed out of a tube. That is why God made fast motorcycles, Bubba….”

“There was madness in any direction, at any hour. You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning.”

“In the meantime, I would drink, rest, and ponder the meaning of this mob.”

“We'd be fools not to ride this strange torpedo all the way out to the end.”

“rain is acid…
sex is death….”

“Old God sure was in a good mood when he made this place.”

“Which is not really a hell of a lot to ask, Lord, because the final incredible truth is that I am not guilty. All I did was take your gibberish seriously… and you see where it got me? My primitive Christian instincts have made me a criminal.”

“The car suddenly veered off the road and we came to a sliding halt in the gravel. I was hurled against the dashboard. My attorney was slumped over the wheel. “What’s wrong?” I yelled. “We can’t stop here. This is bat country!”

“I had come to regard him as a loner with no real past and a future so vague there was no sense talking about it.”

“There was no time for scholarly details, and, besides, I have always believed that a man can fairly be judged by the standards and taste of his choices in matters of high-level plagiarism.”

“I like this place” he said with a grin “I like to sit up here and look down at the beach and think of all the good things I could do with a Luger.”

“Richard Nixon could tell us a lot about peaking too early. He was a master of it, because it beat him every time. He never learned and neither did Bush the Elder.”

“If I had a Luger, I thought, I could drill the bastards. I leaned on one elbow and pointed a finger at the window, seeing what kind of shot I would get. Perfect. There was just enough light in the street for a good silhouette. I knew it would happen quickly, I’d have no choice: just pull the trigger and go deaf from the terrible noise, a frenzy of screaming and scratching followed by a ghastly thump of a body knocked back and down to the sidewalk.”