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Every mode of travel has its signature mental aberration.

This is a book about notable achievements made while dead.

US government button specifications run to twenty-two pages. This fact on its own yields a sense of what it is like to design garments for the Army.

To me, death is dark, pain, grief.

There are naturally large individual differences in the chemical makeup of people's saliva.

An anatomy lab is as choosy as a pedigreed woman seeking love: You can't be too fat or too tall or have any communicable diseases.

Day by day, I'm kind of a bore.

If you don't have a pair of cadaver shoes, you're not doing enough research.

I'm not a quick wit. I'm only funny on paper. I mean, I'm not totally humorless! It's just that in person, I'm not quite the way I am on paper.

Astronauts are like these mythic legends, but really, they are just regular people, people who wear chinos.

freshly dead popes are struck thrice on the forehead with a special silver hammer.

The human organism is built for tension and relaxation, work and sleep. The principle of life is rhythm.

People don't appreciate their intestines until something goes wrong. But I always hope that people gain a little appreciation for their guts.

The broader the topic, the easier it is, not only to fill a book, but to set the bar pretty high for really great stuff.

He has a minor in explosives and the slightly bitter, misanthropic personality of someone who shouldn't.

The writing is always the easy part, provided I can get the good material. It's the getting of the good material that's a challenge.

No one is excluded from the astronaut corps based on penis size.

When I'm done with a book, I always give it to someone with expertise in the topic and tell them to flag all of my stupid mistakes.

The feminist in me, who is small and sleeps a lot but can be scrappy when provoked, took umbrage at this description.

We were unable to obtain any lesbians, Pomeroy says, as though perhaps they hadn't been in season, or his paperwork wasn't in order.)

I've been writing full-time since about 1984 - mostly magazine features and columns.

I'm a science goober.

Why don't suicide bombers smuggle bombs in their rectums?

Space doesn't just encompass the sublime and the ridiculous. It erases the line between.

(As brain cells die from oxygen starvation, euphoria sets in, and one last, grand erection.)

A fine book, in the perfect setting, when there's all the time in the world to read it: Life holds greater joys, but none come to mind just now.

It's hard to say where is the bigger hubris, in their convictions or in the arrogance of carrying them to a third decimal point

The slang for the rectum is "prison wallet".

And ever since, the U.S. Army has gone confidently into battle, knowing that when cows attack, their men will be ready. For

Gravity is why there are suns and planets in the first place. It is practically God.

Flatulence peaks twice a day ... five hours after lunch and five hours after dinner.

Gravitation is the lust of the cosmos.

Moeller, who has tasted a naked Cheeto, likens it to a piece of unsweetened puffed corn cereal

Compressed into boxes, packed in sawdust, ... trussed up in sacks, roped up like hams ...

A space station is a rangy monstrosity, a giant erector set built by a madman.

Ability to Function Despite Imminent Catastrophe.

I believe that not everything we humans encounter in our lives can be neatly and convincingly tucked away inside the orderly cabinetry of science.

It tastes like water spiked with strange.

Sexual desire is a state not unlike hunger.

I talk to a lot of people who, when you try to sum them up in a couple of sentences, seem like they must be insane.

Borman's dumping urine. Urine [in] approximately one minute." Two lines further along, we see Lovell saying, "What a sight to behold!

I guess I feel the same way about being a corpse. Why lie around on your back when you can do something interesting and new, something useful?

Literally thousands of e-mails over the course of a book go out to people I've never met, people who might end up being the focus of a chapter.

Hormones are nature's three bottles of beer.

Normally I object to strangers beaming force fields into my brain.

It is interesting to come across people who feel that a ghost communicating via a spell-checker is less far-fetched than a software glitch.

The human brain most resembles that of Jersey cows at about six months."*

There is one thing dead people excel at. They're

If I couldn't use food or love to define contentment, I would use reading.

How is it that we find Christina Aguilera more interesting than the inside of our own bodies?

I'm one of those goobers who comes out of the polling place actually wearing the 'I VOTED' sticker on my jacket.

What's different? Sweat, risk, uncertainty, inconvenience. But also, awe. Pride. Something ineffably splendid and stirring.

Worry lives a long way from rational thought.
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Many space psychology experiments these days focus on ways to detect stress or depression in a person who doesn't intend to tell you about it.

The human liver is a boss-looking organ.

Gravity disappears again, and we rise up off the floor like spooks from a grave. It's like the Rapture in here every thirty seconds.

Death doesn't have to be boring.

To me, NASA is kind of the magical kingdom. I was sort of a geek, and you go there, and there are just these wondrously strange things and people.

Death. It doesn't have to be boring.

You are a person and then you cease to be a person, and a cadaver takes your place.

Many people will find this book disrespectful. There is nothing amusing about being dead, they will say. Ah, but there is.

I'm drawn to the taboos that surround the human body. I find it fascinating that we are repelled by many of the acts and processes that keep us alive.

Pet foods come in a variety of flavors because that's what humans like, and we assume our pets like what we like. We're wrong.

You don't need proof. You just need an inclination

How about suicide rate. And what a shame to lose them after they've made it back. We keep them alive, but we don't teach them how to live.

I am of the opinion that the vulva of Your Most Sacred Majesty should be titillated for some length of time before intercourse.

Kinsey wanted Dellenback to film his own staff. There are three ways to read that sentence, all of them true.

The simplest strategy for bouts of noxious flatus is to not care. Or perhaps to take advantage of a gastroenterologist I know: get a dog. (To blame.)

If you get a colonoscopy, you should really insist they give you no drugs - then you do get to see what it's like to swim through your own intestines.

The Internet is a boon for hypochondriacs like me.

Hydromedusa tectifera are, like post-war Nazis, native to Argentina, Paraguay, and Brazil.

Fletcherizing is gross. I tried it once. I tried to go until it's all liquid, and it just creeps you out to be focusing so much on your chewing.

(The Soviet space agency did not traditionally give cosmonauts steak and eggs before launch; it gave them a one-liter enema.) Fahey,

I began thinking about my skeleton, this solid, beautiful thing inside me that I would never see.

Softball is the reason Washing Machines and Bleach are so popular. Don't think so? Just ask a softball Mom.

People are vomiting unrealistically in movies, and something must be done about it.

All of my books tend to be about things going on in labs that you wouldn't really expect.

There are people who would love to spend their last ten years, or five years, or whatever it is, on the surface of Mars.

Aspirin and ibuprofen combat inflammation everywhere but the stomach and bowel; there they create inflammation.

All good research-whether for science or for a book-is a form of obsession.

No one goes out to play anymore. Simulation is becoming reality.

It is the mind that speaks a woman's heart, not the vaginal walls.

The researchers concluded that during intercourse in the missionary position, the penis has the shape of a boomerang.

Wisdom comes with age, but keep it to yourself.

The act of vomiting deserves your respect. It's an orchestral event of the gut.

People are messy, unpredictable things.

Is it possible to bolster one's hip bones by doing some type of controlled fall? Here

Editors are more concerned with the first chapters of a book; that's what everyone reads first in the bookstore or in the online sample.

No man got an erection from looking at "brown string sandals.