War is by no means something glamorous and I don't think that should ever be forgotten.

There's something brave and touching about game girls of all ages keeping themselves smart in hard times - one thinks of those wonderful women during World War II drawing stocking seams in eyebrow pencil up the back of legs stained with gravy browning because nylons were so hard to get hold of.

There aren't a lot of guys like me left. But I'm a war horse. I've been through it all. And you know something about war horses? Through the sleet through the snow they just keep going.

We have a war dictator who was not elected he snuck in. so he punishes people that threaten him in any way or even say something he doesn't like. It has no resemblance to democracy.

Another term for preventive war is aggressive war - starting wars because someday somebody might do something to us. That is not part of the American tradition.

To me horror is when I see somebody lying. I mean a person I know. A friend. And he's telling me something that I accept. And then suddenly as he or she is telling it there's something that gives them away. They're not telling me the truth.

There is something wonderful in seeing a wrong-headed majority assailed by truth.

Defending the truth is not something one does out of a sense of duty or to allay guilt complexes but is a reward in itself.

Seldom very seldom does complete truth belong to any human disclosure seldom can it happen that something is not a little disguised or a little mistaken.

In matters of truth the fact that you don't want to publish something is nine times out of ten a proof that you ought to publish it.