My guess is (it will be) about 300 years until computers are as good as, say, your local reference library in search.

Somewhere, all the people we have loved and lost are still among us, in the house that we call history.

When the gates of mockery and abuse is opened, the heart becomes a shock absorber

It is only in the giving of oneself to others that we truly live.

My Daddy was my hero. He was always there for me when I needed him. He listened to me and taught me so many things. But most of all he was fun.

After 9/11, we did see Palestinian terrorism in the context of all terrorism.

Generals are not to be too scrupulous.

The question any novel is really trying to answer is, Is life worth living?

We have lost the good old British spirit. Instead we have American journalism and black-shirted buffoons making a cheap imitation of ice-cream sellers.

United States foreign policy, which includes national security, is literally disintegrating before our eyes.

My wife would probably say I'm the messiest person in the history of husbands.