Quottage: A Farewell to Angels

Posted: 10 September, 2011 in Uncategorized
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No shuffle right now. Listening to the Soundtrack from Mongol, how appropriate.

Last quote from the book before the review

 

“After [my accident], I decided to ride differently. I stopped pushing my luck…

So it was always at night like a werewolf, that I would take the thing out for an honest ride down the coast…

You can barely see at a hundred; the tears blow back so fast that they vaporize before they get to your ears. The only sounds are wind and dull roar floating back from the muffler. You watch the white line and try to lean with it… letting off now, watching for cops, but only until the next dark stretch and another few seconds on the edge…The Edge… There is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over. The others -the living- are those who pushed their control as far as they felt they could handle it, and then pulled back, or slowed down or did whatever they had to when it came time to choose between Now and Later.

But the edge is still Out there. Or maybe it it’s In. TheĀ associationĀ of motorcycles and LSD is no accident of publicity. THey ar both means to an end, to the place of definition.”

Hunter S. Thompson, Hell’s Angels

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