I've Lost My Faith In Science.

I Have Been At War From The Beginning. I've Never Looked Back Before. I've Never Had The Time And It Has Always Seemed So Dangerous. To Look Back Is To Relax One's Vigil.

If Everyone Likes You, You're Not Doing It Right.

There's Only One Way To Work -- Like Hell.

I Have Eyes Like A Bullfrog, A Neck Like An Ostrich And Long, Limp Hair. You Just Have To Be Good To Survive With That Equipment.

It Has Been My Experience That One Cannot, In Any Shape Or Form, Depend On Human Relations For Lasting Reward. It Is Only Work That Truly Satisfies.