Does defending liberalism leave you friendless and perhaps wondering about your breath?

The final story, the final chapter of Western man, I believe, lies in Los Angeles.

Show me the prison, Show me the jail, Show me the prisoner whose life has gone stale. And I'll show you a young man with so many reasons why And there, but for fortune, go you or I.

The only way to Cuba is with the CIA.

It is wrong to expect a reward for your struggles. The reward is the act of struggle itself, not what you win.

I can spare a dime, brother, but in these morally inflationary times, a dime goes a lot farther if it's demanding work rather than adding to the indignity of relief.

Some people never get their feet on the ground, They're either sitting in a chair or theyre laying down.