I really think that most people around the world know how well-intended Americans are.

The Iraq war took priority over domestic disaster prevention.

At least 23,000 civilians have also died in the Iraqi killing field and the U.S. is stuck in a quagmire.

We owe it to the flood victims of New Orleans to give them truthful answers as to why this event took place and to assure our citizens that tragedies like this will never happen again.

As a nation we should commit ourselves not only to the fight against terrorism, but to economic justice, defeat of the AIDS epidemic and vestiges of discriminatory policies of all kinds.

It's impossible for us to forecast what's going to happen ten years from now and make a decision today to say what we're going to do.

There were no weapons of mass destruction and Saddam Hussein was not involved in the September 11th attack.

Without question, conditions in the Haiti are worse since Aristide's removal, and continue to deteriorate.

The President is destroying the fabric of America with a combined policy of war, tax cuts for the wealthy, and reductions in spending for domestic needs.

If a young fella has an option of having a decent career or joining the army to fight in Iraq, you can bet your life that he would not be in Iraq.

Well, I really think that shatters the myth of white supremacy once and for all.

I always felt that the great high privilege, relief and comfort of friendship was that one had to explain nothing.

I'd also talk about the period and of course all the different gender things that people might feel that they are. I'd be a terrible teacher because of what I don't know about that.

Oh, what would you like on your vegetarian pizza?" "Dead pigs and cows," I said. She glanced up at me and wrinkled her nose. "They're vegetarians," I said defensively.

The survival of American democracy depends less on the size of its armies than on the capacity of its individual citizens to rely... on the strength of their own thought.

I feel like I'm living in the dead weeds of hip-hop. I live in the graveyard of what went wrong with hip-hop.

I get it. You have the right to have guns. But look, let's forget that right. Let's forget the pleasure you get safely on your range, because it's in the wrong hands in other places.

It is a documented fact. I read it in People magazine.

I really haven't joined the 20th or the 21st century yet. Someday. I'm getting closer. I have voicemail and a fax machine.

In the end the question is: Who is to be master, man or his machines? As long as the control over technology rests primarily on economic calculation, the victor is not likely to be man.

A breath of Paris preserves the soul.