Hunter S. Thompson

Hunter S. Thompson
Hunter Stockton Thompsonwas an American journalist and author, and the founder of the gonzo journalism movement. Born in Louisville, Kentucky, to a middle-class family, Thompson had a turbulent youth after the death of his father left the family in poverty. He was unable to formally finish high school as he was incarcerated for 60 days after abetting a robbery. He subsequently joined the United States Air Force before moving into journalism. He traveled frequently, including stints in California, Puerto Rico,...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionJournalist
Date of Birth18 July 1937
CityLouisville, KY
CountryUnited States of America
I didn't know Johnny Depp could act until he played me.
No cop was ever born who wasn't a sucker for a finely-executed high-speed Controlled Drift all the way around one of those clover-leaf freeway interchanges.
There's also a down side.
I noticed at once that Depp had a dangerously energized intelligence . . . He was a suave little brute, but he had a wicked sense of humor and a rare instinct for escalation.
I damn well intend to keep on living the way I think I should.
A man never stoops so low as when he rises to the challenge of politics.
Relax - This won't hurt.
That is the problem with this rich and anguished generation. Somewhere a long time ago they fell in love with the idea that politicians- even the slickest and brightest presidential candidates- were real heroes and truly exciting people. That is wrong on its face. They are mainly dull people with corrupt instincts and criminal children.
I may sound a little black, but I'm really pretty well adjusted.
There is not much mental distance between a feeling of having been screwed and the ethic of total retaliation, or at least the kind of random revenge that comes with outraging the public decency.
There is nothing Modern about doing dumb things for dumb reasons.
If you get people asking the wrong questions, you don't have to worry about the answers.
Once I establish credit, I may be able to function. A man needs credit. Especially when he has no money.
It was obvious that he was a man who marched through life to the rhythms of some drum I would never hear.