How do you ask a man to be the last man to die in Vietnam? How do you ask a man to be the last man to die for a mistake?

I would rather be the candidate of the NAACP than the NRA.

The American spirit wears no political label. In service to others and yes, in sacrifice for our country, there are no Republicans; there are no Democrats; there are only Americans.

I saw courage both in the Vietnam War and in the struggle to stop it. I learned that patriotism includes protest, not just military service.

Politics has always been the art of the possible. Today it's too often the art of the probable - tinkering around the edges without any greater vision, without a sense of optimism and imagination.

I'm proud of my medals. I always was proud of them.

It's hard to believe that in the greatest democracy in the world, we need legislation to prevent the government from writing and paying for the news.

Being lectured by the president on fiscal responsibility is a little bit like Tony Soprano talking to me about law and order in this country.

Climate change is real. The science is compelling. And the longer we wait, the harder the problem will be to solve.

You just don't invade another country on phony pretext in order to assert your interests!

This fight against drilling in the Arctic Refuge is a fight about our principles. Its about standing up for our environment, our families and our future, and I wont give up this fight.

He saw that science had become as great a hoax as religion, that nationalism was a farce, patriotism a fraud, education a form of leprosy, and that morals were for cannibals

Forgiveness, she was only required to accept the seed of healing, and to let it grow on its own time.

Down you mongrel Death! Back into your kennel!

When you have decided what you believe what you feel must be done have the courage to stand alone and be counted.

I am a strong believer that intellectual property rights need to be protected.

Memory and hope constantly incite us to the extensions of the self which play so large a part in our daily life.

She loved him because he had brought her back to life. She had been like a caterpillar in a cocoon, and he had drawn her out and shown her that she was a butterfly.

Humanity is living off its ecological credit card and can only do this by liquidating the planet's natural resources.

One of the exciting things about producing a comic is seeing the artist stamp his own interpretation on it.

Underground. Which I hate. Like mines and tunnels and 13. Underground, where I dread dying, which is stupid because even if I die aboveground, the next thing they'll do is bury me underground anyway.