I Would Have Sold My Wife And

Hormones Are Nature's Three Bottles Of Beer.

Nasa Might Do Well To Adopt The Red Bull Approach To Branding And Astronautics. Suddenly The Man In The Spacesuit Is Not An Underpaid Civil Servant; He's The Ultimate Extreme Athlete. Red Bull Knows How To Make Space Hip.

I Dont Fear Death So Much As I Fear Its Prologues: Loneliness, Decrepitude, Pain, Debilitation, Depression, Senility. After A Few Years Of Those, I Imagine Death Presents Like A Holiday At The Beach.

If You Could Really Guarantee That The Money Would Be Spent On Something More Worthwhile, I'd Say, Absolutely, Scrap The Space Program, But It Never Works That Way.

Wisdom Comes With Age, But Keep It To Yourself.