Asking Senator Fulbright's advice on foreign policy is like asking the Boston Strangler to massage your neck.

In the United States today, we have more than our share of the nattering nabobs of negativism. They have formed their own 4-H Club - the 'hopeless, hysterical hypochondriacs of history.'

There are people in our society who should be separated and discarded.

Some newspapers are fit only to line the bottom of bird cages.

An intellectual is a man who doesn't know how to park a bike.

Three things have been difficult to tame: the oceans, fools and women. We may soon be able to tame the oceans; fools and women will take a little longer.

Some newspapers dispose of their garbage by printing it.

Perhaps the place to start looking for a credibility gap is not in the offices of the Government in Washington but in the studios of the networks in New York!

Yippies, Hippies, Yahoos, Black Panthers, lions and tigers alike - I would swap the whole damn zoo for the kind of young Americans I saw in Vietnam.

I apologize for lying to you. I promise I won't deceive you except in matters of this sort.

Confronted with a choice, the American people would choose the policeman's truncheon over the anarchist's bomb.

A woman sitting by herself is not waiting for you.

Control leads to compliance; autonomy leads to engagement.

What restrains us from killing is partly fear of punishment, partly moral scruple, and partly what may be described as a sense of humor

He must have known I'd want to leave you." "No, he must have known you would always want to come back.

Technique is nothing more than failed style.

Honesty is of God and dishonesty of the devil; the devil was a liar from the beginning.

The delirium and horror of the East. The dusty catastrophe of Asia. Green only on the banner of the Prophet. Nothing grows here except mustaches.

I don't suffer from an abundance of politeness.

Making money, it seems, is all about the velocity of moving it around, so that it can exist in Hong Kong one moment and Wall Street a split second later.

Beauty is assailed from two directions - by the cult of ugliness in the arts, and by the cult of utility in everyday life.