I Intend To Leave After My Death

Worry Is The Stomach's Worst Poison.

I Am A Misanthrope And Yet Utterly Benevolent, Have More Than One Screw Loose Yet Am A Super-idealist Who Digests Philosophy More Efficiently Than Food.

Alfred Nobel - Pitiable Half-creature, Should Have Been Stifled By Humane Doctor When He Made His Entry Yelling Into Life. Greatest Merits: Keeps His Nails Clean And Is Never A Burden To Anyone. Greatest Fault: Lacks Family, Cheerful Spirits, And Strong Stomach. Greatest And Only Petition: Not To Be Buried Alive. Greatest Sin: Does Not Worship Mammon. Important Events In His Life: None.

For My Part, I Wish All Guns With Their Belongings And Everything Could Be Sent To Hell, Which Is The Proper Place For Their Exhibition And Use.

My Home Is Where I Work, And I Work Everywhere.