From Wired online:
Now it is nothing but torture.
Go away. I’m all right.
—H. G. Wells
KHAQQ to Itasca. We are on the line 157 337. Will repeat message. We will repeat this on 6210 kilocycles. Wait. We are running on a north and south line.
May I not seem to have lived in vain.
How were the circus receipts today at Madison Square Garden?
—P. T. Barnum
I’d hate to die twice. It’s so boring.
Try LSD, 100 mm intramuscular.
(in a note to his wife)
It is very beautiful over there.
A dying man can do nothing easy.
01010100 01110010 01101001 01110101 01101101 01110000 01101000 ❤ (translation: Triumph)
—Mars Phoenix lander