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
A man can live on his wits and his balls for only so long.
It's a strange world. Some people get rich and others eat sh** and die.
I'm a relatively respectable citizen. Multiple felon perhaps, but certainly not dangerous.
With the possible exception of things like box scores, race results, and stock market tabulations, there is no such thing as Objective Journalism. The phrase itself is a pompous contradiction in terms.
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. My father taught me that, along with a few other things that have kept my life interesting.
I have no taste for either poverty or honest labor, so writing is the only recourse left for me
I will fight for your right to be weird- just as I know you will fight for mine.
If you're going to be crazy, you have to get paid for it or else you're going to be locked up.
A word to the wise is infuriating.
I feel the same way about disco as I do about herpes.
I have a theory that the truth is never told during the nine-to-five hours.
The Edge... there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over.
No sympathy for the devil; keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride...and if it occasionally gets a little heavier than what you had in mind, well...maybe chalk it off to forced conscious expansion: Tune in, freak out, get beaten.
Freedom is something that dies unless it's used.