If I became a monster today, and decided to kill them, one by one, they would become aware only after most of the flock had been slaughtered, thought the boy. They trust me, and they’ve forgotten how to rely on their own instincts, because I lead them to nourishment.

Art is a selective re-creation of reality according to an artists metaphysical value judgments.

In the next minute, I will be entirely naked. In the minute after that, fully dressed.

For all his Caribbean clothes and his Madison Avenue manners, even with his surfside apartment and his Alfa Romeo roadster, there was so much Kansas in Sanderson that it was embarrassing to see him deny it.

Written By Hunter S. Thompson

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