āIt never got weird enough for me.ā
āAny combination of a 250-pound Mexican and LSD-25 is a potentially terminal menace for anything it can reachā
āJournalism is "a low trade and a habit worse than heroin, a strange seedy world of misfits and drunkards and failures.ā
āThere was madness in any direction, at any hour. You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning.ā
āI couldn't imagine, and I don't say this with any pride, but I really couldn't imagine writing without a desperate deadline.ā
āNixon was so crooked that he needed servants to help him screw his pants on every morning.ā
āPolitics is almost as exciting as war, and quite as dangerous. In war you can only be killed once, but in politics many times.ā
āA home opener is always exciting, no matter if it's home or on the road.ā
āThe winds awaken, the leaves whirl round,Our cheeks are pale, our hair is unbound,Our breasts are heaving, our eyes are agleam,Our arms are waving, our lips are apart.ā