The hare of history once more overtakes the tortoise of art.

... life, by definition, is never still.

I am of course a skeptic about the divinity of Christ and a scorner of the notion that there is a God who cares about how we are or what we do. ... Religious skeptics often become very bitter towards the end, as did Mark Twain. ... I know why I will become bitter. I will finally realize that I have had it right all along: that I will not see God, that there is no heaven or Judgement Day.

He didn't look like a soldier at all. He looked like a filthy flamingo.

I do not say that children at war do not die like men, if they have to die. To their everlasting honor and our everlasting shame, they do die like men, thus making possible the manly jubilation of patriotic holidays. But they are murdered children all the same.

That's what is was to be young - to be enthusiastic rather than envious about the good work other people could do.

It's perfectly ordinary to be a socialist. It's perfectly normal to be in favor of fire departments.