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The Rum Diary: A Novel

by Hunter S. Thompson

“I listened to the audio tape version of this on a 24-hour car ride. I couldn't help but revisit old, bad habits - I chain-smoked and flicked the ash out the window; I chugged whiskey-spiked coffee. Skipped the amphetamines.

My my heart stopped when I heard this: "“Like most others, I was a seeker, a mover, a malcontent, and at times a stupid hell-raiser. I was never idle long enough to do much thinking, but I felt somehow that some of us were making real progress, that we had taken an honest road, and that the b...est of us would inevitably make it over the top. At the same time, I shared a dark suspicion that the life we were leading was a lost cause, that we were all actors, kidding ourselves along on a senseless odyssey. It was the tension between these two poles – a restless idealism on one hand and a sense of impending doom on the other – that kept me going.”

Yes, I was dumbfounded: someone had found the words to express what I've been feeling.”