My anger with the US was not at first, that they had used that weapon - although that anger came later.

France turned a deaf ear to the demands, but Ho had succeeded in attracting great publicity in progressive French circles to the situation in Indochina.

Vietnamese must be made to feel that they are racial inferiors with no right to national identity.

Hiroshima does not look like a bombed city. It looks as if a monster steamroller had passed over it and squashed it out of existence.

When you arrive in Hiroshima you can look around and for 25 and perhaps 30 square miles you can see hardly a building. It gives you an empty feeling in the stomach to see such man-made devastation.

The police chief of Hiroshima welcomed me eagerly as the first Allied correspondent to reach the city.

As in all his subsequent dealings with France, Ho Chi Minh's demands were a model of modesty.

Ho joined the French socialist party, the first Vietnamese to be a member of a French political party.

Hiroshima had a profound effect upon me.

My emotional and intellectual response to Hiroshima was that the question of the social responsibility of a journalist was posed with greater urgency than ever.

And just as there was something of every Vietnamese in Ho Chi Minh so there is something of Ho Chi Minh in almost every present-day Vietnamese, so strong is his imprint on the Vietnamese nation.

We must come to see that peace is not merely a distant goal we seek, but it is a means by which we arrive at that goal. We must pursue peaceful ends through peaceful means.

Of course I'm out of my mind. It's dark and scary in there.

Life will drag us kicking and screaming to our destiny if we try to escape it.

It's like being in love, discovering your best friend.

Sandalwood, tagara, lotus, jasmine - the fragrance of virtue is unrivalled by such kinds of perfume.

Prohibitions create the desire they were intended to cure.

When things start to get rough, you find comfort in your faith. Knowing that no matter what, you can dust yourself off and be okay.

Management and union may be likened to that serpent of the fables who on one body had two heads that fighting each other with poisoned fangs, killed themselves.

(Because being assaulted with maxi pads is a great way to win friends and influence people.)

I dunno. I never smoked any Astroturf. (When asked whether he preferred grass or Astroturf