I look on cinema as a pulpit, and use it as a propagandist.

Beware the ends of the earth and the exotic: the drama is on your doorstep wherever the slums; are, wherever there is malnutrition, wherever there is exploitation and cruelty.

The oblique paradox of propaganda is that the lie in the throat becomes, by repetition, the truth in the heart.

Political conflicts distort and disturb a people's sense of distinction between matters of importance and matters of urgency. What is vital is disguised by what is merely a matter of well being.

Art is not a mirror but a hammer.

And, consequently, the art of propaganda or public information becomes one of the most powerful forms of directive statesmanship.

In fact, the individual outlook becomes less and less valuable and more and more harmful unless it is transmitted into the corporate outlook.

It is often more important to act than to understand... there are times... when two conflicting opinions, though one happens to be right, are more perilous than one opinion which is wrong.

The cultivation of sensibility on purely personal lines may, in fact, be the very worst training for a world where only the corporate and the cooperative will matter.

We believe that the cinema's capacity for getting around, for observing and selecting from life itself can be exploited in a new and vital art form

When quick results are imperative, the manipulation of the masses through symbols may be the only quick way of having a critical thing done.

To be worthy of recognition, be humble.

Although, in my defense, a nonblinking eye rape was rarely the kind of thing you just eased into.

...I hardly ever see your profile, but have I told you it's beautiful? - like the soft gentle lines of snow...

Time erodes people, and when you are old enough you weigh nothing. It's comforting to know that I will never be as frail.

My father was never anti-anything in our house.

CNN says it did not share its coverage materials with any candidate, party or campaign and says it was completely uncomfortable with [Donna] Brazile's involvement with the [Hillary] Clinton camp.

And endless are the modes of speech, and far Extends from side to side the field of words.

Variety is a positive requisite even in the character of our food.

If I were the rain. . . that binds together the Earth and the sky, whom in all eternity will never mingle. . . Would I be able to bind two hearts together?

I begin to regard the death and mangling of a couple thousand men as a small affair, a kind of morning dash-and it may be well that we become so hardened.