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Louis Pasteur's theory of germs is ridiculous fiction. -- Pierre Pachet, Professor of Physiology at Toulouse, 1872.
Louis Pasteur's theory of germs is ridiculous fiction. -- Pierre Pachet, Professor of Physiology at Toulouse, 1872.
And now, in keeping with Channel 40's policy of always bringing you the latest in blood and guts, in living read more
And now, in keeping with Channel 40's policy of always bringing you the latest in blood and guts, in living color, you're about to see another first - an attempted suicide.
Thomas Jefferson still survives.
Thomas Jefferson still survives.
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.
Beautiful.
(in reply to her husband who had asked how she felt moments before her death.).
Beautiful.
(in reply to her husband who had asked how she felt moments before her death.).
To Harald, may God forgive you and forgive me too but I prefer to take my life away and our read more
To Harald, may God forgive you and forgive me too but I prefer to take my life away and our baby's before I bring him with shame or killing him, Lupe.
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.
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 desire to leave to the men that come after me a remembrance of me in good works.
I desire to leave to the men that come after me a remembrance of me in good works.