I Didn't Write. I Just Wandered About.

We Lisp In Numbers, In The U.s. We Are Deluged By Ample, Often Mysterious Statistics. ... Like Many In This Country, I Have Come To Regard Statistics With Doubt And Merely As A Hint Of The Probable Shape Of Fact.

I Know Enough To Know That No Woman Should Ever Marry A Man Who Hated His Mother.

Dachau Has Been My Own Lifelong Point Of No Return. Between The Moment When I Walked Through The Gate Of That Prison, With Its Infamous Motto, 'arbeit Macht Frei,' And When I Walked Out At The End Of A Day That Had No Ordinary Scale Of Hours, I Was Changed, And How I Looked At The Human Condition, The World We Live In, Changed ... Years Of War Had Taught Me A Great Deal, But War Was Nothing Like Dachau. Compared To Dachau, War Was Clean.

Perhaps These Men In The House Caucus Room [committee On Un-american Activities] Are Determined To Spread Silence: To Frighten Those Voices Which Will Shout No, And Ask Questions, Defend The Few, Attack Cruelty And Proclaim The Rights And Dignity Of Man. ... America Is Going To Look Very Strange To Americans And They Will Not Be At Home Here, For The Air Will Slowly Become Unbreathable To All Forms Of Life Except Sheep.

Stop Spying On The Lawful Citizenry. Democracy And Dossiers Go Ill Together. It Is All Right For God But All Wrong For The State To Keep Its Eye On Sparrows.