The world was like a huge red carpet out ahead of me to be walked on. And it stretched on and on, no end.
Every fighter has one fight that makes or breaks him.
To be a member of the Communist Party is to have a taste of the police state. It is a diluted taste but it is bitter and unforgettable.
Wonder is our need today, not information.
I used to spend most of my time straining to be a nice guy so people would like me.
For years after I resigned, I was still faithful to their way of thinking. But not in the American Communists.