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

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.

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.

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

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.

I’ll never second guess the things that I have done. I’ve got too much left to say and too much to become.

Writers are not here to conform. We are here to challenge. We're not here to be comfortable—we're here, really, to shake things up. That's our job.

Live joyfully this life. Once gone, who knows if we ever get it back. Atheists think we do not. Mystics say you will. Either way, chill.

Do you think a sociopath cries to God as they die? Ironic that one counterfeit being would cry out to another for help, said Chiron.

Culinary tradition is not always based on fact. Sometimes it's based on history, on habits that come out of a time when kitchens were fueled by charcoal.

We cannot silence the voices that we do not like hearing. We can, however, do everything in our power to make certain that other voices are heard.

Endless is the search of truth.

Poetry is what is lost in translation. It is also what is lost in interpretation.

but you could also look at it the other way. Like you’re saying no matter how bad things are for you, I can still relate.

[The internet] ought to be like clay, rather than a sculpture that you observe from a distance.