Berlin's great secret is that he says exactly what he means; sometimes he hits a gigantic line both musically and lyrically -- almost Wagnerian in its strength.

I'm as corny as Kansas in August.

You've got to be taught to hate and fear.

I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm.

Fools give you reasons, wise men never try.

The hills are alive with the sound of music, with songs they have sung for a thousand years.

Peace is not the product of a victory or a command. It has no finishing line, no final deadline, no fixed definition of achievement. Peace is a never-ending process, the work of many decisions.