War is a racket. It always has been. It is possibly the oldest, easily the most profitable, surely the most vicious.

If only more of today's military personnel would realize that they are being used by the owning elite's as a publicly subsidized capitalist goon squad.

There are only two things we should fight for. One is the defense of our homes and the other is the Bill of Rights.

War is just a racket... I believe in adequate defense at the coastline and nothing else.

We must take the profit out of war.

War like any other racket, pays high dividends to the very few. The cost of operations is always transferred to the people who do not profit.

I helped make Mexico, especially Tampico, safe for American oil interests in 1914. I helped make Haiti and Cuba a decent place for the National City Bank boys to collect revenues in.

Only those who would be called upon to risk their lives for their country should have the privilege of voting to determine whether the nation should go to war.

Why don't those damn oil companies fly their own flags on their personal property-maybe a flag with a gas pump on it.

I spent thirty-three years in the Marines, most of my time being a hlgh class muscle man for Big Business, for Wall Street and the bankers. In short, I was a racketeer for capitalism.

War is a racket. It is the only one international in scope. It is the only one in which the profits are reckoned in dollars and the losses in lives.

Once, he hadn't been able to touch her without causing himself pain. Now, it only hurt when he didn't touch her.

The dirtier your Bible, the cleaner your heart!

Sometimes the best journeys are those, that start when we do not plan, continue how we do not expect and are taking us places we do not know.

BLARGLE SLORG NOTH HARGHLE FTHAGN! You know. The usual.

But I don't do the diet thing anymore. I'm a big believer in feeding your body what it needs. Deny yourself something and you're going to end up shoving your face full of it.

You're making a big mistake if you think that you can beat me.

What a torment it is to see so much loveliness passing and repassing before us, and yet not dare to lay hold of it!

I began to stack my sculptures into an environment. It was natural. It was a flowing of energy.

... we never do any thing well, unless we love it for its own sake.

Coming from Google, you don't exactly spend a lot of time at Microsoft.