It was one of those fine little love stories that can make you smile in your sleep at night. — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
Sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whisky and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind but falling in love… — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
In the meantime, I would drink, rest, and ponder the meaning of this mob. — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
In San Francisco - life goes on. Hope rises and dreams flicker and die. Love plans for tomorrow and loneliness thinks of… — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
Maybe there is no Heaven. Or maybe this is all pure gibberish—a product of the demented imagination of a lazy drunken hillbilly… — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
The room was very quiet. I walked over to the TV set and turned it on to a dead channel-white noise at… — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
“There was also the fact that sending a penniless writer to get $135 worth of beer was — as Khrushchev said of Nixon —… — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
“Cases of champagne and scotch lay broken in the street, and everyone I saw had a bottle. They were screaming and dancing, and in… — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
By disgracing and degrading the presidency of the United States, by fleeing the White House like a diseased cur, Richard Nixon broke the heart… — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
No one holds command over me. No man. No god. No Prince. What is a claim of age for ones who are immortal? What… — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
“The person who doesn't scatter the morning dew will not comb grey hairs” — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
Hope rises and dreams flicker and die. Love plans for tomorrow and loneliness thinks of yesterday. Life is beautiful and living is pain. — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
If we get chased out of Iraq with our tail between our legs, that will be the fifth consecutive Third-world country with no hint… — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
At age 22 I set what I insist is an all-time record for distance hitchhiking in Bermuda shorts: 3,700 miles in three weeks. — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
Paranoia is just another mask for ignorance. The truth, when you finally chase it down is almost always far worse than your darkest visions… — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
“No doubt they all Got What Was Coming To Them. All those pathetically eager acid freaks who thought they could buy Peace and Understanding… — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
“For several months they'd been drifting toward political involvement, but the picture was hazy and one of the most confusing elements was their geographical… — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
