āBuy the ticket, take the ride.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
āa wild dedication of yourselves To undiscovered waters, undreamed shores.ā
āThe True Artist has the planet for his pedestal; the adventurer, after years of strife, has nothing broader than his shoes.ā
āI rather would entreat thy company; To see the wonders of the world abroad, Than, living dully sluggardized at home, Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness.ā