I killed the President because he was the enemy of the good people, the good working people. I am not read more

I killed the President because he was the enemy of the good people, the good working people. I am not sorry for my crime.

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'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.

A cookie store is a bad idea. Besides, the market research reports say America likes crispy cookies, not soft and read more

A cookie store is a bad idea. Besides, the market research reports say America likes crispy cookies, not soft and chewy cookies like you make. -- Response to Debbi Fields' idea of starting Mrs. Fields' Cookies.

A-four and a-three and a-two and a-one...

A-four and a-three and a-two and a-one...

The abdomen, the chest, and the brain will forever be shut from the intrusion of the wise and humane surgeon. read more

The abdomen, the chest, and the brain will forever be shut from the intrusion of the wise and humane surgeon. -- Sir John Eric Ericksen, British surgeon, appointed Surgeon-Extraordinary to Queen Victoria 1873.

I am still progressing.

I am still progressing.

And so I leave this world, where the heart must either break or turn to lead.

And so I leave this world, where the heart must either break or turn to lead.

All fled--all done, so lift me on the pyre;
The feast is over, and the lamps expire.

All fled--all done, so lift me on the pyre;
The feast is over, and the lamps expire.