You can bet everything will come to an end. It's going to be ugly and it's going to be a mess, and it's going to be something that somebody did in the name of God....

"Makes sense when appended to its own quotation"makes sense when appended to its own quotation.

It's not the voting that's Democracy, it's the counting.

Last Friday, April 16, 1943, I was forced to interrupt my work in the laboratory in the middle of the afternoon and proceed home, being affected by a remarkable restlessness, combined with a slight diziness. At home I lay down and sank into a not unpleasant intoxicated-like condition, characterized by an extremely stimulated imagination. In a dremlike state, with eyes closed (I found the daylight to be unpleasantly glaring), I perceived an un-interrupted stream of fantastic pictures, extraordinary shapes with intense, kaleidoscopic play of colors.

We felt the effects of herb were so dangerous that it was better to lie to the american public to save them rather than tell them the truth...