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
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?
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the moral dilemmas and societal teachings that can skew perceptions of right and wrong.
Hunter S. Thompson critiques the generational beliefs that shape individuals' understanding of reality, highlighting a disconnect where being correct in one's knowledge can feel innately wrong due to societal conditioning. He suggests that certain prevalent myths and fears, such as viewing natural phenomena like rain negatively and equating sexuality with harm, can distort our sense of what's right, leading to confusion and moral ambiguity.
In practice
In a discussion about generational beliefs in a classroom setting.
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.
Tradition is tending the flame, not worshiping the ashes.
She liked to imagine that when she passed the world looked after her, but she also knew how anonymous she was.
We are still masters of our fate. We are still captains of our souls.
Truth, for any man, is that which makes him a man.
Pain forces even the innocent to lie.
I cannot imagine a God who rewards and punishes the objects of his creation, whose purposes are modeled after our own -- a God, in short, who is but a reflection of human frailty. Neither can I believe that the individual survives the death of his body, although feeble souls harbor such thoughts through fear or ridiculous egotisms.
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