I am through with this body, and what becomes of it will make no difference with me in the future.

My death will be caused by morphine, which I have deliberately taken with suicidal intent.

We have witnessed the terrible increases in the incidence of alcoholism, the advent of drug dependency, the protests, marches, strikes and human alienation.

The reason why I take my life is because I want to go to my wife and boy. My usefulness in this world is at an end. I can not be satisfied in any business and can not be without their companionship.

To conquer nature is, in effect, to remove all natural barriers and human norms and to substitute artificial, fabricated equivalents for natural processes.

I go gladly to my wife and boy, and I leave this world at peace with every one in it and at peace with God.

I do not regard it as wrong to take my life, because I simply change my place of residence and go where my wife and baby are.

I, Alexander B. Campbell, make this statement of the cause of my death to relieve the coroner of the necessity of an inquest, and also let my friends know the motive that led me to take my own life.

I have no ill will in my heart against anybody in this world.

I am glad to go with my wife and baby boy.

I believe in God and immortality.

The tragic brilliance of politics and control is found in the ability to get the masses arguing over which poison they should drink.

He had won, easily. This was something else he could do, and do well, and his Dad had been there to witness his success.

Those mausoleums of inactive masculinity are places for men who prefer armchairs to women.

I never diet. I smoke. I drink now and then. I never work out.

Trust in the inexhaustible character of the murmur.

The gastric laboratory uses its protein ferment under an acid reaction.

In the book of Colossians, it talks about that because of what Christ did, we are pure. We are without judgment on ourselves. And only through him can we do something like this

Books may be written in all sorts of places. Verbal inspiration may enter the berth of a mariner on board a ship frozen fast in a river in the middle of a town.

Agents are nasty scum. They're evil and divisive and pointless. They only survive because the rest of the sport is so corrupt and because leading football club people employ their sons in the job.

Egotism is the source and summary of all faults and miseries.