I have no taste for either poverty or honest labor, so writing is the only recourse left for me.

Hunter S. Thompson
I have no taste for either poverty or honest labor,...
I have no taste for either poverty or honest labor,...
I have no taste for either poverty or honest labor,...
I have no taste for either poverty or honest labor,...
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Ernest Hemingway said, "I have no taste for either poverty or honest labor, so writing is the only recourse left for me." He was referring to the fact that he could not find a job and therefore had to resort to writing as a means of making money.

Source: The Proud Highway: Saga Of A Desperate Southern Gentleman, 19551967

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