I know - from personal experience - that abiding values and abundant visions are learned in the homes of our people.

We live in a world that has narrowed into a neighborhood before it has broadened into a brotherhood.

Every old man complains of the growing depravity of the world, of the petulance and insolence of the rising generation. He recounts the decency and regularity of former times, and celebrates the discipline and sobriety of the age in which his youth was passed; a happy age which is now no more to be expected, since confusion has broken in upon the world, and thrown down all the boundaries of civility and reverence.

Democracy is a constant tension between truth and half-truth and, in the arsenal of truth, there is no greater weapon than fact.

There are no favorites in my office. I treat them all with the same general inconsideration.

John ain't been worth a damn since he started wearing $300 suits.

You know when you're milking a cow and you have all that foamy white milk in the bucket and you're just about through, when all of a sudden the cow switches her tail through a pile of manure and slaps it into that foamy white milk. That's Bill Fulbright.