A missionary deals with all the important people of the community, but he is never really one of them.

Business, more than any other occupation, is a continual dealing with the future; it is a continual calculation, an instinctive exercise in foresight.

I became a journalist to come as close as possible to the heart of the world.

Time should make enemies and Life should make friends.

Publishing is a business, but journalism never was and is not essentially a business. Nor is it a profession.

The world of the 20th century, if it is to come to life in any viability of health and vigor, must be to a significant degree an American century.

I suggest that what we want to do is not to leave to posterity a great institution, but to leave behind a great tradition of journalism ably practiced in our time.

It's easier to teach a poet how to read a balance sheet than it is to teach an accountant how to write.

Not much longer shall we have time for reading lessons of the past. An inexorable present calls us to the defense of a great future.

Show me a man who claims he is objective and I'll show you a man with illusions.

There are men who can write poetry, and there are men who can read balance sheets. The men who can read balance sheets cannot write.

It's your destiny to be here, Dana.""Oh really. How nice. Is it Brandon's destiny to be here too?""Yep.

At the very end of every struggle comes a precious reward that worth all your blood, sweat and tears.

If it must be done, it's best done bravely.

...free will does not mean one will, but many wills conflicting in one man. Freedom cannot be conceived simply.

But I think it's up to a local congregation to determine whether or not a marriage should be blessed of God. And it shouldn't be up to the government.

A man who admires a fine woman, has yet not more reason to wish himself her husband, than one who admired the Hesperian fruit, would have had to wish himself the dragon that kept it.

Be careful how you talk about God. He's the only God we have. If you let him go he won't come back. He won't even look back over his shoulder. And then what will you do?

This is the method of genius, to ripen fruit for the crowd by those rays of whose heat they complain.

Without my parents and their love and support in my life, I would not be who I am or where I am today.

He never pays attention, he always knows the answer, and he can never tell you how he knows. We can't keep thrashing him. He is a bad example to the other pupils. There's no educating a smart boy.