[Ayres] was our city because we were building it. That's how I felt when I walked around town.

Well, it's practically over, thank God - I'm 83, there won't be that much more of it to put up with I don't think!

Is there nothing I have done which will outlive me, other than the opprobrium of my first wife and sons and grandchildren? Do I care? Doesn't everybody? Poor me. Poor practically everybody, with so little durable good to leave behind!

I'm mad about being old and I'm mad about being American. Apart from that, OK.

We would be a lot safer if the Government would take its money out of science and put it into astrology and the reading of palms. I used to think that science would save us, and science certainly tried. But we can't stand any more tremendous explosions, either for or against democracy.

Ideas on earth were badges of friendship or enimity. Their content did not matter. Friends agreed with friends, in order to express friendliness. Enemies disagreed with enemies, in order to express enimity.

Charm was a scheme for making strangers like and trust a person immediately, no matter what the charmer had in mind.