All you need in life is truth and beauty and you can find both at the Public Library.

Perhaps it is this specter that most haunts working men and women: the planned obsolescence of people that is of a piece with the planned obsolescence of the things they make. Or sell.

Smug respectability, like the poor, we've had with us always. Today, however, ... such obtuseness is an indulgence we can no longer afford. The computer, nuclear energy for better or worse, and sudden, simultaneous influences upon everyone's TV screen have raised the ante and the risk considerably.

So how are things going along? Pretty good. Going to be good tomorrow? Hope so.

I hope that memory is valued - that we do not lose memory.

I've always felt, in all my books, that there's a deep decency in the American people and a native intelligence - providing they have the facts, providing they have the information.

I thought, if ever there were a time to write a book about hope, it's now.