Asking Senator Fulbright's advice on foreign policy is like asking the Boston Strangler to massage your neck.

If you've seen one city slum, you've seen them all.

Asking Senator Fulbright's advice on foreign policy is like asking the Boston Strangler to massage your neck.

I apologize for lying to you. I promise I won't deceive you except in matters of this sort.

Mr. Fulbright hasn't said anything new or interesting or clever in five years; his intellectual well dried up the day after Walter Lippmann stopped writing his regular column.

The lessons of the past are ignored and obliterated in a contemporary antagonism known as the generation gap.

McGovern couldn't carry the South if Rhett Butler were his running mate.