Left to its own devices, the State Department machinery tends toward inertia rather than creativity; it is always on the verge of turning itself into an enormous cable machine.

If you do not know where you are going, every road will get you nowhere

Accept everything about yourself - I mean everything, You are you and that is the beginning and the end - no apologies, no regrets.

Who controls the food supply controls the people; who controls the energy can control whole continents; who controls money can control the world.

Control oil and you control nations; control food and you control the people.

World population needs to be decreased by 50%

Democracy is too important to leave up to the votes of the people.

This country cannot afford to tear itself apart on a partisan basis on issues so vital to our national security.

It is one of history's ironies that Communism, advertised as a classless society, tended to breed a privileged class of feudal proportions.

It is not a matter of what is true that counts, but a matter of what is perceived to be true.

America has no permanent friends or enemies, only interests.

The sight of a palm tree silhouetted against the sky made even his life feel like a movie

I wanted to grab his stupid ears and smash his stupid head against the door until his stupid brains leaked out. Instead, I did nothing.

You’re beautiful. If you believe it, they’ll believe it.

I had as many doubts as anyone else. Standing on the starting line, we're all cowards.

There are no constraints on the human mind, no walls around the human spirit, no barriers to our progress except those we ourselves erect.

The Vietnamese people deeply love independence, freedom and peace. But in the face of United States aggression they have risen up, united as one man.

No one should notice how your eyes are done or the color of your eyeshadow. They should just notice you and notice that you're beautiful, that you have beautiful eyes.

It is only the cynicism that is born of success that is penetrating and valid.

Here and there on the branch of an oak a congress of leaves still clung, rigid as flakes of bronze.

That was the beauty in stacking up words--they got cheaper, the more you had of them.