I look at life as being cruise director on the Titanic. I may not get there, but I'm going first class.

If you attack the establishment long enough and hard enough, they will make you a member of it.

The things that matter most are not things.

Put yourself in Hamlet's shoes. Suppose you were a prince, and you came back from college to discover that your uncle had murdered your father and married your mother, and you fell in love with a beautiful girl and mistakenly murdered her father, and then she went crazy and drowned herself. What would you do? Go back for a masters?

War for most men is not fighting or marching in parades. It is sitting around somewhere wondering what the hell you are supposed to be doing.

People who live in glass houses have to wash their windows all the time.

On the whole I woke up in the morning and was happy to be alive.