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The Fact That A Man Is A Newspaper Reporter Is Evidence Of Some Flaw Of Character.

In This Age When There Can Be No Losers In Peace And No Victors In War; We Must Recognize The Obligation To Match National Strength With National Restraint.

I Want Real Loyalty. I Want Someone Who Will Kiss My Ass In Macy's Window, And Say It Smells Like Roses.

This Nation, This Generation, In This Hour Has Man's First Chance To Build A Great Society, A Place Where The Meaning Of Man's Life Matches The Marvels Of Man's Labor.

It (the Heart) Is Supposed In Popular Language, To Be The Seat Sometimes, Of Courage, Sometimes Of Affection, Sometimes Of Honesty, Or Baseness.