You see that's what I think is such a terrible, terrible betrayal, the trust that people have in government.
Man's idea of God, and a God's collusion, is an essential part of the equation to wage war.
I don't think that at the time, or now, come to think of it, I gave a damn. Foolishly, I wanted truth and idealism, but there was none to be had.
I get my best ideas in a thunderstorm. I have the power and majesty of nature on my side.
You see, nature will do exactly what it must, and if we are a hindrance to its development, to even its destructive powers to reform itself and we are in a way, we will go.
One can derive the same fun from print-making as from making mud pies and great subtlety can be achieved through the use of transparent inks, half-tone screens and even accidental colour combinations, which is often where the art hides.
Governments are not running the show anymore. Scumbag Entrepreneurs are, and they have a harsh and ruthless agenda.
Business should never be allowed to justify mean, thug ugly deals for any reason.
Maybe he is the Mark Twain of the late twentieth century. Time will sort the bastard out and I leave it to others more qualified than me to assess and appraise his monumental literary legacy.
By this time trapped inside the drug's reverie I could have sprayed out Michelangelo's Last Judgement on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel. A yacht would be a beggar's handcart by comparison.
Don't write, Ralph. You'll bring shame on your family. ' -- Hunter S. Thompson --
Like you do about Nelson Mandela, you can't help feeling the guy's a good man.
Let me say it here and now. For all Hunter's mindless self-indulgence, which is legendary and crude, he always impressed me with his blind, selfless urge to cut out the crony bestiality of modern society and the political economy that scarred the era.
Evil is always devising more corrosive misery through man's restless need to exact revenge out of his hate.
Man has an innate capacity for violence, but can only justify it in the name of justice.