About to finish Hell's Angels by Hunter S. Thompson. Here are some of my favorite quotes:

“'I came back one night and she was gone,' said Terry. 'All she left was a note: "Dear Terry, Fuck it." And that was that."

“. . . like Genghis Khan on an iron horse, a monster steed with a fiery anus, flat out through the eye of a beer can and up your daughter’s leg with no quarter asked and none given.”

“. . . they settled for hanging him by one arm from a living-room rafter. After a half hour or so they relented and cut him down, shaking their heads in puzzlement at his stony silence. The wretch hadn’t uttered a word throughout the ordeal. He seemed in a daze, and I had a fleeting impression that he’d planned the whole thing. Afterward he went outside and sat on a stump for several hours, saying nothing at all, but trembling now and then like a man coming down from some indescribable peak.”

“In any case, they burn well, and if a fire gets started in the grass below, the main job of the stand-by fire crews is to keep it from reaching the oaks which squat there in the dry wind like an army of nervous virgins, a firestorm waiting for a spark.”

“It was a vivid Pepsi Generation tableau . . . on a hot California afternoon a sag-bellied woman wearing St. Tropez sunglasses is hanging around a resort-area market, trailing her grade-school daughter and waiting in the midst of an eager crowd for the arrival of The Hoodlum Circus, as advertised in Life.”

“Together they looked like figures in some ominous painting, a doomsday portrait of the human animal confronting itself . . . as if a double-yolked egg had hatched both a chicken and a wildebeast.”

“So the Hell’s Angels, by several definitions, including their own, are working rapists . . . and in this downhill half of our twentieth century they are not so different from the rest of us as they sometimes seem. They are only more obvious.”

And so many more that I can't find in a short time frame.