Gambling can turn into a dangerous two-way street when you least expect it. Weird things happen suddenly, and your life can go all to pieces.
Hunter S. ThompsonRead
It was one of those fine little love stories that can make you smile in your sleep at night.
Interpretation
This quote reflects the joy and warmth of a sweet love story that brings happiness even in dreams.
Hunter S. Thompson captures the essence of a heartwarming love story that evokes deep feelings of affection and contentment. The phrase suggests that such a narrative not only brings joy during the day but remains a source of happiness that can linger in one's subconscious, creating a sense of delight that makes one smile even while sleeping.
In practice
This quote can be used in a wedding speech to emphasize the enduring joy of love.
Gambling can turn into a dangerous two-way street when you least expect it. Weird things happen suddenly, and your life can go all to pieces.
As things stand now, I am going to be a writer. I'm not sure that I'm going to be a good one or even a self-supporting one, but until the dark thumb of fate presses me to the dust and says 'you are nothing', I will be a writer.
Fiction is a bridge to the truth that journalism can't reach.
There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge.
Objective journalism is one of the main reasons that American politics has been allowed to be so corrupt for so long.
When you write for a living and you can't do anything else, you know that sooner or later that the deadline is going to come screaming down on you like a goddamn banshee. There's no avoiding it...So one day you just don't appear at the El Adobe bar anymore; you shut the door, paint the windows black, rent an electric typewriter and become the monster you always were - the writer.
No man has ever lived that had enough of children's gratitude or woman's love.
I thought when love for you died, I should die._x000D_ _x000D_ It's dead. Alone, most strangely, I live on.
What's to come is still unsure: In delay there lies no plenty; Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff will not endure.
Who, of men, can tell_x000D_ _x000D_ That flowers would bloom, or that green fruit would swell_x000D_ _x000D_ To melting pulp, that fish would have bright mail,_x000D_ _x000D_ The earth its dower of river, wood, and vale,_x000D_ _x000D_ The meadows runnels, runnels pebble-stones,_x000D_ _x000D_ The seed its harvest, or the lute its tones,_x000D_ _x000D_ Tones ravishment, or ravishment its sweet,_x000D_ _x000D_ If human souls did never kiss and greet?
Whatever you do, crush the infamous thing, and love those who love you.
I'll find you. Don't worry. Just be on your own and I'll find you.
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