This is a big world. Billions - rapidly increasing billions - of people live outside our borders. Obviously, a great number of them, being much poorer than they think most of us are, look enviously over those borders and would like, if they could, to come here.

The truth is sometimes a poor competitor in the market place of ideas – complicated, unsatisfying, full of dilemmas, always vulnerable to misinterpretation and abuse.

A guest of one's time and not a member of the household.

War has a momentum of its own and it carries you away from all thoughtful intentions when you get into it. Today, if we went into Iraq, like the president would like us to do, you know where you begin. You never know where you are going to end.

Heroism is endurance for one moment more.

Instruments of coercion, once created, have a tendency to find their own natural masters.

The Red Army... swept the native population clean in a manner that has no parallel since the days of the Asiatic hordes.