The Cold War Was Over Long Before

Home's Where You Go When You Run Out Of Homes.

If You See The World As Gloomily As I See It, The Only Thing To Do Is Laugh Or Shoot Yourself.

It Struck Him As A Bit Unfair That, At The Age Of Eight, He Should Have Manifested The Same Sense Of Solitude That Haunted Him At Forty-three.

I Don't Know Whether It's Age Or Maturity, But I Certainly Find Myself Committed More And More To The Looser Forms Of Western Democracy At Any Price.

He Has The Gift Of Quiet.