Obviously, a man's judgement cannot be better than the information on which he bases it

For eleven months and maybe about twenty days each year, we concentrate upon the shortcomings of others, but for a few days at the turn of the New Year we look at our own. It is a good habit.

I believe in an open mind, but not so open that your brains fall out.

Free nations with different histories, economies and a vast amount of stubborn pride will never achieve complete agreement, even when they desire the same objectives.

All nations are more tolerant of their own mistakes and weaknesses than of the mistakes and weaknesses of others.

We [journalists] tell the public which way the cat is jumping. The public will take care of the cat.

Any coalition has its troubles, as every married man knows.

The United States can tell you all about what's wrong with the British, to say nothing of the Russians.

Speakers are not supposed to waste time on platitudes, but the capacity of this generation for ignoring the obvious and concentrating on the negative and the obscure is immense.

I look askance at any movement which assists in making the peacemaker among nations merely a national warrior.

The statesmen still say that we should not interfere in the internal affairs of other nations and yet it is not possible any longer not to interfere, even when we do not mean to do so.

In the same way you BELIEVED and RECEIVED salvation, so it is with your healing!

Stereotyping as a term has a negative connotation.

There was no necessity for either to have the last word. For the first word became the only word of their romantic conversation.

My sporting hero was Drazen Petrovic, the NBA basketball player, who was killed in a car accident in 1993. He was a good friend, an unbelievable player, and I dedicated my Wimbledon win to him.

There are secrets within secrets, though--always.

One should, for example, be able to see that things are hopeless and yet be determined to make them otherwise.

Nobody knows anybody. Not that well.

Just for fun I flew in huge banking arcs, taking deep breaths, enjoying the feel of my newly weightless hair. The stylist had called it “wind tossed.” If only she knew.

He looked as if he'd stepped straight off the cover of one of those romance novels she ordered from Amazon.com so she didn't have to be embarassed by some supercilious male clerk in the bookstore.

Education is not simply to learn to read and write. It's emancipation. It makes you free.