A man needs credit. Especially when he has no money.
A man who has blown all his options can't afford the luxury of changing his ways.
America... just a nation of two hundred million used car salesmen with all the money we need to buy guns and no qualms about killing anybody else in the world who tries to make us uncomfortable.
Buy the ticket, take the ride.
Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels start closing in, the only cure is to load up on heinous chemicals and then drive like a bastard from Hollywood to Las Vegas.
Faster, faster, faster, until the thrill of speed overcomes the fear of death.
For every moment of triumph, for every instance of beauty, many souls must be trampled.
Frankly, I have no taste for either poverty or honest labor, so writing is the only recourse left for me.
Going to trial with a lawyer who considers your whole life-style a Crime in Progress is not a happy prospect.
Hopes rise 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.
I feel the same way about disco as I do about herpes.
I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me.
I have a theory that the truth is never told during the nine-to-five hours.
I take no pleasure in being Right in my dark predictions about the fate of our military intervention in the heart of the Muslim world. It is immensely depressing to me. Nobody likes to be betting against the Home team.
I understand that fear is my friend, but not always. Never turn your back on fear. It should always be in front of you, like a thing that might have to be killed.
I was also drunk, crazy and heavily armed at all times. People trembled and cursed when I came into a public room and started screaming in German.
I went to the Democratic Convention as a journalist, and returned a raving beast. For me, that week in Chicago was far worse than the worst bad acid trip I'd even heard rumors about.
If there is, in fact, a heaven and a hell, all we know for sure is that hell will be a viciously overcrowded version of Phoenix.
If you're going to be crazy, you have to get paid for it or else you're going to be locked up.
In a nation ruled by swine, all pigs are upwardly mobile- and the rest of us are f***ed until we can put our acts together: Not necessarily to Win, but mainly to keep from Losing Completely.
In a world as weird and cruel as this one we have made for ourselves, I figure anybody who can find peace and personal happiness without ripping off somebody else deserves to be left alone.
It is all well and good for children and acid freaks to still believe in Santa Claus- but it is still a profoundly morbid day for us working professionals.
Last year's fun is today's crime. Even tying your shoes in an airport can get you locked up.
Morality is temporary, wisdom is permanent.
Most people who deal in words don't have much faith in them and I am no exception- especially the big ones like Happy and Love and Honest and Strong.
No More Games. No More Bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No Fun- for anybody. 67. You are getting Greedy. Act your old age. Relax- This won't hurt. (suicide note).
Not everybody is comfortable with the idea that politics is a guilty addiction. But it is. They are addicts, and they are guilty and they do lie and cheat and steal- like all junkies.
Objective journalism is one of the main reasons American politics has been allowed to be so corrupt for so long. You can't be objective about Nixon
Old elephants limp off to the hills to die; old Americans go out to the highway and drive themselves to death with huge cars.
On some nights I still believe that a car with the gas needle on empty can run about fifty miles more with the right music on the radio.
Once I establish credit, I may be able to function. A man needs credit. Especially when he has no money.
Paranoia is just another word for ignorance.
Politics is the art of controlling your environment.
Pray to God, but row away from the rocks.
Sacrificing good men to journalism is like sending William Faulkner to work for Time magazine.
Some may never live, but the crazy never die.
The importance of Liking Yourself is a notion that fell heavily out of favour during the coptic, anti-ego frenzy of the acid era- but nobody guessed back then that the experiment might churn up this kind of hangover; a whole subculture of frightened illiterates with no faith in anything.
The last half of the 20th century will seem like a wild party for rich kids, compared to what's coming now.
The only ones left with any confidence at all are the New Dumb. It is the beginning of the end of our world as we knew it. Doom is the operative ethic.
The race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, but to those who see it coming and jump aside.
The slow-rising central horror of 'Watergate' is not that it might grind down to the reluctant impeachment of a vengeful thug of a president whose entire political career has been a monument to the same kind of cheap shots and treachery he finally got nailed for, but that we might somehow fail to learn something from it.
The towers are gone now, reduced to bloody rubble, along with all hopes for Peace in Our Time, in the United States or any other country. Make no mistake about it: We are At War now- with somebody- and we will stay At War with that mysterious Enemy for the rest of our lives. (9/12/2001).
The TV business is uglier than most things. It is normally perceived as some kind of cruel and shallow money trench through the heart of the journalism industry, a long plastic hallway where thieves and pimps run free and good men die like dogs, for no good reason.
There are times, however, and this is one of them, when even being right feels wrong. What do you say, for instance, about a generation that has been taught that rain is poison and sex is death? If making love might be fatal and if a cool spring breeze on any summer afternoon can turn a crystal blue lake into a puddle of black poison right in front of your eyes, there is not much left except TV and relentless masturbation.
There's no such thing as paranoia. The truth is, your worst fears always come true.
They don't hardly make 'em like him any more; but just to be on the safe side, he should be castrated anyway.
Today's winners are tomorrow's blinking toads.
Very few toads in this world are Prince Charmings in disguise. Most are simply toads... and they are going to stay that way.
Walk tall, kick ass, learn to speak Arabic, love music and never forget you come from a long line of truth seekers, lovers and warriors.
What passed for society was a loud, giddy whirl of thieves and pretentious hustlers, a dull sideshow full of quacks and clowns and philistines with gimp mentalities.
When the going gets tough, the weird turn pro.
With the possible exception of things like box scores, race results, and stock market quotations, there is no such thing as Objective Journalism. The phrase itself is a pompous contradiction in terms.
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