I have been a gigantic Rolling Stones fan since approximately the Spanish-American War.
Because our homeland and very survival are once more at stake, the American people can't afford to treat this new war against terrorism like they did Vietnam.
Domestic terrorism has opened new war zones, operating off the assumption that all Americans are potential terrorists.
This is all about a media war that continues to rage between the old and new media. Unfortunately for our soldiers, these brave Americans are caught in the crossfire.
American farmers, by making the commitment to grow more corn for ethanol, are at the top of the spear on the war against terrorism.
Up until the First World War, when people turned anti-German, Germany had been described by American political scientists as the model of democracy.
As polarized as we have been, we Americans are locked in a cultural war for the soul of our country.
Another term for preventive war is aggressive war - starting wars because someday somebody might do something to us. That is not part of the American tradition.
On the contrary, I tried on numerous occasions to convince the American president not to go to war. I did what was within my capabilities to avoid that happening.
The dramatic wish of Romanians at the end of the Second World War was to be occupied by the Americans and not by the Russians.
Conventional wisdom holds that setting a timetable for getting American troops out of Iraq would be a mistake.
We are stripped of all that gave value and substance to our existence: power and love; in this naked final state, our last lover, our mate, death, comes. Bereft, without cover, we face the elements that will undo us. The winter breakers crash over an...
You see, because [Norfolk is] stuck out here on the east, on this hump jutting into the sea, it's not on the way to anywhere. People going north and south, they bypass it altogether. For that reason, it's a peaceful corner of England, rather nice. Bu...
Chapter 8 - The Rescue Team: "Timbroke Hall was completely dark. A creaking shutter opened and closed to the rhythm of a howling, north wind. It bore a cold reminder of the harsh winter coming quickly this year. The children crept up the rock stairs ...
I craved a form of naive realism. I paid special attention, I craned my readerly neck whenever a London street I knew was mentioned, or a style of frock, a real public person, even a make of car. Then, I thought, I had a measure, I could guage the qu...
When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And When his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. And When he speaks to you believe in him, Though his voice may shatter your...
For the first time, on the road north of Tampico, I felt the life sliding out of me, a drum in the desert, harder and harder to hear. I was seven, I lay in the car watching palm trees swirl a sickening pattern past the glass. My stomach was a melon s...
The slate black sky. The middle step of the back porch. And long ago my mother's necklace, the beads rolling north and south. Broken the rose stem, water into drops, glass knob on the bedroom door. Last summer's pot of parsley and mint, white roots s...
[Reese and Floyd are trying to get a lynch mob together after Stoddard kills Valance] Tom Doniphon: Can't a man have a drink around this town in peace? [grabs Floyd and throws him through the door] Reese: No one's bothering you, Doniphon. Tom Donipho...
Quote from "A la bulgaro": "So long time has passed since those days, and since that story, which is still vivid in my memory, and even more vivid than all the rest. Some times I stay alone in my work - room here, in my father's old mansion in Pasade...
It seems as if Americans like to be the center of attention even after they're dead.
