The new national campfire - radio.

Presumably a movement is more polite than a revolution, and a lot slower.

We plant a tree that won't be big enough to climb until we're too old to climb trees, we write constitutions to protect the rights of people who won't be born for another hundred years and may not be worth the trouble anyway, and we try to take care of our sick, though we all suffer from a disease for which there is no cure and no hope for one. We will not last and we know we will not - and still we write, carve, build, paint and plant to last. We are, it seems to me, very, very brave.

Styles, like everything else, change. Style doesn't.

I want to know why, if men rule the world, they don't stop wearing neckties.

Putting people in a room and strapping wires to their wrist to find out if I make them tingle when I'm telling them about Beirut is a long way from Edward R. Murrow.

Like Nietzsche, I believe that without music, life would be a mistake. Nothing but silence says it better.