You want to have consistent and uniform muscle development across all of your muscles? It can't be done. It's just read more

You want to have consistent and uniform muscle development across all of your muscles? It can't be done. It's just a fact of life. You just have to accept inconsistent muscle development as an unalterable condition of weight training. -- Response to Arthur Jones, who solved the unsolvable problem by inventing Nautilus.

I do not know what I seem to the world, but to myself I appear to have been like a read more

I do not know what I seem to the world, but to myself I appear to have been like a boy playing upon the seashore and diverting myself and then finding a smoother pebble or prettier shell than ordinary, while the great ocean of truth lay before me all undiscovered.

I'm just glad it'll be Clark Gable who's falling on his face and not Gary Cooper. -- Gary Cooper, on read more

I'm just glad it'll be Clark Gable who's falling on his face and not Gary Cooper. -- Gary Cooper, on his decision to not take the leading role in Gone With The Wind.

Good people are always so sure they're right.

Good people are always so sure they're right.

Drill for oil? You mean drill into the ground to try and find oil? You're crazy. -- Drillers whom Edwin read more

Drill for oil? You mean drill into the ground to try and find oil? You're crazy. -- Drillers whom Edwin L. Drake tried to enlist in his project to drill for oil in 1859.

Dear World, I am leaving you because I am bored. I feel I have lived long enough. I am leaving read more

Dear World, I am leaving you because I am bored. I feel I have lived long enough. I am leaving you with your worries in this sweet cesspool - good luck.

One sweetly solemn though comes to me over and over, I am nearer to home today than I have ever read more

One sweetly solemn though comes to me over and over, I am nearer to home today than I have ever been before.

I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round read more

I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round as the moon, to stare up.
I want to be looking at them when they come
Picking among the dumb minerals, the roots.
I see them already-the pale, star-distance faces.
Now they are nothing, they are not even babies.
I imagine them without fathers or mothers, like the first gods.
They will wonder if I was important.

I shall look forward to a pleasant time.

I shall look forward to a pleasant time.