The crowd, having been promised nothing, felt cheated, having received nothing.

Seems like the only kind of job an American can get these days is committing suicide in some way.

I'm a doctor of cowshit, pigshit, and chickenshit.....when you doctors figure out what you want, you'll find me out in the barn shoveling my thesis.

I think, therefore I am, therefore I am photographable.

Unfortunately, that still leaves plenty of Americans who don't read much or think much -- who will still be extremely useful in unjust wars. We are sick about that. We did the best we could.

I know of very few people who are dreaming of a world for their grandchildren.

It's the emptiest and yet the fullest of all human messages: 'Good-bye.