I tend to spiral out of control if I'm not working. I get panicked and don't know what to do with myself.
I am practically in the employ of Mr. Nobel. I have to meet everyone he sends my way.
It should be only a part of my life, but it isn't. I have only one thing: my work.
If you take my equipment away from me, I might as well retire.
I feel better when I'm working. I tend to not know who I am when I'm not working. That worries me a little bit... I've been fortunate to be so busy, but I haven't developed any other skills.
I get really weird when I'm not working. I have to keep working.
At the end of a project I get very weird, you know, in my head because I'm not doing it. It's like an addiction. I have to do it.
I wouldn't want to live if I did not have my work. In any case, it's good that I'm already old and personally don't have to count on a prolonged future.
Work is like a drug. I'm jonesing for more. It's gotten more addictive than I had realized. I get anxious when I have nothing to do now.
If I'm not working, I'm not happy. That's it. That's the prerequisite for me for happiness.
The work became like the drug addiction, the clothes, anything in my life. It became - it's become an addiction. I'm addicted to working.
