I proposed a law that every country where the U.S. has a military base - those people should be allowed to vote in the American election.

I breathed the air of deliverance through books, and through books I leapt over the walls of confinement.

There were no political ideas. It was an apolitical time. It was the '50s and in the privilege of the suburbs.

In terms of my own behavior and activity, the funny thing about regrets and saying "I'm sorry," is that there's so much I would do differently and want to do differently moving forward.

There's something so remarkable in the intensity of taking care of somebody who can't take care of him or herself. And then watching that little person bloom into adolescence.

I wish I had been wiser. I wish I had been more effective, I wish I'd been more unifying, I wish I'd been more principled.

We all want to believe this American pastoral, but there's more to it. We have to be willing to exile ourselves from the fantasies and the mythology that we create around ourselves, or we're doomed to kind of innocently blunder into every country in the world and murder people.