Grant us a common faith that we shall know bread and peace-that we shall know justice and righteousness, freedom and security, an equal opportunity and an equal chance to do our best not only in our own lands, but throughout the world. And in that faith let us march toward the clean world our hands can make.

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

Truth is a hard deer to hunt. If you eat too much truth at once, you might die of the truth.

If two New Hampshiremen aren't a match for the devil, we might as well give the country back to the Indians.

I have fallen in love with American names, the sharp, gaunt names that never get fat.

Our fathers and ourselves sowed dragon's teeth. Our children know and suffer the armed men.

I don't think I have ever really gotten Leopold Bloom's interior ramblings out of my head! I am sure that voice continues to inspire the walking consciousness in my work - that is, the way I carry on an interior monologue as I walk through this city.