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The Older I Grow The More Sharply I Mistrust Words. So Few Of Them Have Any Meaning Left. It Is Impossible To Write One Sentence In Which Every Word Has The Bareness And Hardness Of Bones, The Reality Of The Skeleton.

Could Anything Be Absurder Than A Man? The Animal Who Knows Everything About Himself--except Why He Was Born And The Meaning Of His Unique Existence.

Hope Is A Talent Like Any Other.

If We Are To Survive On This Planet, There Must Be Compromises.

... The Whole Of Society In Washington Is To Some Degree Political. It Is Like No Other Capital City Known To Me, In That Political Thinking, The Whole Business, Technical And Personal, Of Politics, Is Not Diluted By An Equal Interest In Art, Industry, Amusement, Anything You Like. I Don't Meant That These Are Non-existent In Washington -- Only That They Are Subdued To The Ruling Passion.