At first I was blogging everyday, but I don't do that anymore. It varies; sometimes I'll write these little essays and other times political commentaries. Other times it'll just be new work that I'm doing.

We thought we were done with these things but we were wrong. We thought, because we had power, we had wisdom.

Grant us brotherhood, not only for this day but for all our years - a brotherhood not of words but of acts and deeds.

Books are not men and yet they are alive. They are man's memory and his aspiration, the link between his present and his past, the tools he builds with.

You can take off your hats now, gentlemen, and I think perhaps you'd better.

And Thames and all the rivers of the kings Ran into Mississippi and were drowned. They planted England with a stubborn trust But the cleft dust was never English dust.

I am tired of loving a foreign muse.