All his life he [Robert Kennedy] had been schooled that nothing was worse than to finish second. But crushing fears are no longer so crushing once they are experienced.

Robert Kennedy identified with people, not data, or institutions, or theories. Poverty was a specific black face for him, not a manila folder full of statistics.

I make more money with Don King stealing from me than 100 percent from other promoters.

He knows which fighters to steal, how to exploit anyone's vice, vanity or insecurity and make a profit for himself.

Comprehensive, judicious, evenhanded, original. An Unfinished Life has the sober judgment and nuanced accuracy that make it ring true in all the controversial and tricky parts.

But they were as different as fire and ice. Robert Kennedy thought Eugene McCarthy was pompous, petty, and venal. McCarthy thought Kennedy was a spoiled, unintelligent demagogue.

It [his brothers assassination] made Robert Kennedy, a man unprepared for introspection, think for the first time in his life, what he wanted to do, and what he stood for.

The goal of radicalism is to improve the human condition, not to prove one's own moral superiority.

Refusing to ask for help when you need it is refusing someone the chance to be helpful.

The individual is capable of both great compassion and great indifference. He has it within his means to nourish the former and outgrow the latter.

The seeker is that which is being sought.

The more you try to suppress us, the larger we get.

I've got a farm in Somerset, and I think it's God's own country. I love it.

Since I've become more observant of how bikes and cars interact, I've decided that bicyclists have two major safety threats: cars and themselves.

Always leave a sinking ship. There's no virtue in hanging on to losers. And stocks don't have feelings.

This is the test of your manhood: How much is there left in you after you have lost everything outside of yourself?

Clean energy independence should be an area of common ground.

He holds my face in both hands and kisses me back. I press into the distance between us until it is gone, crushing the secrets we have kept and the suspicions we have harbored-for good, I hope.