a little personal complaint

When I'm hard at work like this, I get screwy. I find it hard to concentrate. I lose all sense of time and space. People around me all seem to lose their perspective. Why can't they see I'm a hardworking son-of-a-gun? I need elbow room! Well, they aren't going to get to ME! I'm going to forge ahead, damn the torpedoes! Somebody has to take the bull by the horns, or NOTHING will get done!

Oh, it will take sacrifice, I know that. But as God is my Witness, I shall PREVAIL!

ALBERT EINSTEIN: "Did the chicken really cross the road, or did the road move beneath the chicken?"

DESCARTES: "How do we know if there ever WAS a road, or if the chicken was really crossing?"

SIGMUND FREUD: "The chicken clearly dreamed the whole thing up."

DR. SEUSS: "Did the chicken cross the road? Yes, he crossed it with a toad. What he got, so I've been told, was green and black and striped in gold."