Truth is weirder than any fiction I’ve seen.
An outlaw can be defined as somebody who lives outside the law, beyond the law and not necessarily against it.
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.
You can’t hoard fun. It has no shelf life.
All we have to do is get out and vote, while it’s still legal, and we will wash those crooked warmongers out of the White House.
In the meantime, I would drink, rest, and ponder the meaning of this mob.
With the truth so dull and depressing, the only working alternative is wild bursts of madness and filigree.
I felt a tremendous distance between myself and everything real.
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 of a Navy or an Air Force to have whipped us in the past 40 years.
We cannot expect people to have respect for law and order until we teach respect to those we have entrusted to enforce those laws.
The greatest mania of all is passion: and I am a natural slave to passion: the balance between my brain and my soul and my body is as wild and delicate as the skin of a Ming vase.
Good people drink good beer.
On some nights, I still believe that a car with the gas needle on empty can run about fifty more miles if you have the right music very loud on the radio.
It was like falling down an elevator shaft and landing in a pool full of mermaids.
Objective journalism is one of the main reasons that American politics has been allowed to be so corrupt for so long.
The only difference between the sane and the insane is that the sane have the power to lock up the insane.
Luck is a very thin wire between survival and disaster, and not many people can keep their balance on it.
I feel the same way about disco as I do about herpes.
That was always the difference between Muhammad Ali and the rest of us. He came, he saw, and if he didn’t entirely conquer – he came as close as anybody we are likely to see in the lifetime of this doomed generation.
I learned a long time ago that reality was much weirder than anyone’s imagination.