At eighteen our convictions are hills from which we look; at forty-five they are caves in which we hide.
“Fortunately, in the place where I went out, they had set up a little previously a fence which prevented me finally from smashing against trees. I went out with a broken leg only. A small price to be paid at the time for an accident of this kind.”
“Well I think that, if you want to look at polarizing people right now, I wouldn't look at Palin, I'd look at Barack Obama.”