A tiny and closed fraternity of privileged men, elected by no one, and enjoying a monopoly sanctioned and licensed by government.

The student now goes to college to proclaim rather than to learn. A spirit of national masochism prevails, encouraged by an effete corps of impudent snobs who characterize themselves as intellectuals.

An intellectual is a man who doesn't know how to park a bike.

The criminal left belongs not in a dormitory, but in a penitentiary.

Confronted with a choice, the American people would choose the policeman's truncheon over the anarchist's bomb.

I didn't say I wouldn't go into ghetto areas. I've been in many of them and to some extent I would say this; if you've seen one city slum, you've seen them all.

Nixon's own protection from the assassin's bullet... nattering nabobs of negativism.