A man shares his days with hunger, thirst, and cold, with the good times and the bad, and the first part of being a man is to understand that.

One day I was speeding along at the typewriter, and my daughter - who was a child at the time - asked me, "Daddy, why are you writing so fast?" And I replied, "Because I want to see how the story turns out!

What can the will do when the heart commands?

Man needs so little... yet he begins wanting so much.

Politics is the art of making civilization work.

Power not only corrupts he who wields the power but those who submit to it. Those who grovel at the feet of power betray their fellows to hide themselves behind the cloak of submission. It is an evil thing.

The key to understanding any people is in its art: its writing, painting, sculpture.