It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. I made good friends. I came to hate laboratory research. Holy Moses, I have been deceived. Aristotle's methods are still used.
All hypotheses are equal, but some are more equal than others.
Manic depression is touching my soul. I am leaving, I am leaving, but the fighter still remains. I found inside my future lies beyond the yellow brick road. Life's been good to me so far . I think I can make it now, the pain is gone.