Confronted with the choice, the American people would choose the policeman’s truncheon over the anarchist’s bomb.

They have formed their own 4-H club – the hopeless, hysterical hypochondriacs of history.

All sport… is one of the few activities where young people can proceed along traditional avenues, where objectives are clear, where the desire to win is not only permissible, but encouraged.

In the United States today, we have more than our share of the nattering nabobs of negativism.

Three things have been difficult to tame: the oceans, fools and women. We may soon be able to tame the oceans; fools and women will take a little longer.

I didn’t say I wouldn’t go into ghetto areas. I’ve been in many of them and to some extent I would say this; if you’ve seen one city slum, you’ve seen them all.

The American people should be made aware of the trend toward monopolization of the great public information vehicles and the concentration of more and more power over public opinion in fewer and fewer hands.

The lessons of the past are ignored and obliterated in a contemporary antagonism known as the generation gap.

Some newspapers are fit only to line the bottom of bird cages.

Yippies, Hippies, Yahoos, Black Panthers, lions and tigers alike – I would swap the whole damn zoo for the kind of young Americans I saw in Vietnam.

A tiny and closed fraternity of privileged men, elected by no one, and enjoying a monopoly sanctioned and licensed by government.

An intellectual is a man who doesn’t know how to park a bike

I have often been accused of putting my foot in my mouth, but I will never put my hand in your pockets

I apologize for lying to you. I promise I won’t deceive you except in matters of this sort.

A spirit of national masochism prevails, encouraged by an effete corps of impudent snobs who characterize themselves as intellectuals.