Guess what? By virtue of being American, you are not innocent.

The American people are free to do exactly what they are told.

Americans ... have wrought a country that has after more than two centuries yet to evidence a single year during which it was not making war upon someone, somewhere, for some reason.

If U.S. foreign policy results in massive death and destruction abroad, we cannot feign innocence when some of that destruction is returned.

A random group of homeless people under a bridge would be far more intellectually sound and principled than anything I've encountered at the university so far.

White domination is so complete that even American Indian children want to be cowboys. It's as if Jewish children wanted to play Nazis.

I have never said that people “should” engage in armed attacks on the United States, but that such attacks are a natural and unavoidable consequence of unlawful U.S. policy.

Could it be that toxic mimics are toxic because they ignore responsibility, they ignore relationship, they ignore presence, they substitute control for fluidity and choice?

One of the things I've suggested is that it may be that more 9/11s are necessary.

And why, by the way, did it take Arabs to do what people here should have done a long time ago?

I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride, and I'm wanted (want-ed...!) dead or alive.

Conquering any difficulty always gives one a secret joy, for it means pushing back a boundary line and adding to one's liberty.

Who would awaken the past? It shines like a sunriseAnd cuts like a fine blade.

There was a hint of spring in her sole green eyes, something summery in her complexion, and a rich autumn ripeness in her walk.

POLITICIAN, n. An eel in the fundamental mud upon which the superstructure of organized society is reared. When he wriggles, he mistakes the agitation of his tail for the trembling of the edifice.

The duty of a historian is simply to understand and then convey that understanding, no more than that.

I think you should, yeah. You should wash your beard, then shave it off, nail it to a Frisbee and fling it over a rainbow.

Man is not made to understand life, but to live it.

Tell freedom I said hello.' 'If I happen to see it, I will.

I can’t reveal the mystery to either saint or sinner; I can’t state at length what I’ve said curtly; I achieve an altered state that I can’t explain; I have a secret that I cannot share.

And when love speaks, the voice of all the gods makes Heaven drowsy with the harmony.