“It should call attention to the subject without making any particular effort to cover it.”

Communism is the corruption of a dream of justice.

A hungry man is not a free man.

Someone asked me…how it felt and I was reminded of a story that a fellow-townsman of ours used to tell–Abraham Lincoln.

After four years at the United Nations I sometimes yearn for the peace and tranquility of a political convention.

She was the kind of person who would rather light a candle than curse the darkness.

The law-givers and the law-abiding, the beginning and the end.

There is no evil in the atom; only in men’s souls.

When an American says that he loves his country, he means not only that he loves the New England hills, the prairies glistening in the sun, the wide and rising plains

Some people approach every problem with an open mouth.

There was a time when a fool and his money were soon parted, but now it happens to everybody.

Is, I think, the ultimate indignity to the democratic process.

Communism is the death of the soul. It is the organization of total conformity

There is a New America every morning when we wake up.

The ketchup bottle on the kitchen table.

You will find that the truth is often unpopular and the contest between agreeable fancy and disagreeable fact is unequal.

I think that one of the most fundamental responsibilities is to give testimony in a court of law, to give it honestly and willingly.

When we read a story, we inhabit it. The covers of the book are like a roof and four walls.

However it may be confounded or covered up or counterfeited, this elemental capacity to fight against injustice remains the distinguishing characteristic of human beings.

The book is all there, all at once, between its covers. But if you want to read the story and understand it, you must begin with the first page, and go forward, always in order. So the universe would be a very great book, and we would be very small readers.

It’s always a dream to be on the cover, it’s one of the things an athlete always aspires to do, to be on the cover of a videogame, but I never thought I would get to do it this quick.

I think I started doing covers when I was… what, like 9 or 10?

I will tell you what man is. He is a freak, an ejected foetus robbed of his natural development, thrown out into the world with a naked covering of parchment, with too little room for his teeth and a soft bulging skull like a bubble. But nature stirs a pudding there.

Annual plants are nature’s emergency medical service, seeded in sounds and scars to hold the land until the perennial cover is re-established.

I always feel better after I post a cover. Even if it’s doing the little 15 second covers.