Anyone who saw Nagasaki would suddenly realize that they'd been kept in the dark by the United States government as to what atomic bombs can do.

The paintings may communicate even better because people are lazy and they can look at a painting with less effort than they can read a poem.

It's the story of an American who wants to become a dictator and goes to Europe with a sidekick to interview various Fascists to find out how the Nazis and Mussolini got into power.

We have to raise the consciousness; the only way poets can change the world is to raise the consciousness of the general populace.

It's much easier to consume the visual image than to read something.

I'm reading a book about Romaine Brooks, a wonderful painter from early in the last century.

Anyone who saw Nagasaki would suddenly realize that they'd been kept in the dark by the United States government as to what atomic bombs can do.

Well, I didn't know how to draw very well back then, in the '40s and '50s.

I think if there's a great depression there might be some hope.

And the Blue Angels are coming back to scare the local population. I remember seeing old Vietnamese women ducking under the benches in Washington Square; they thought they were back in the war.

The real literary editors have mostly been fired. Those that remain are all "bottom line" editors; everything depends on the money.

I'd ban all automobiles from the central part of the city. You see, the automobile was just a passing fad. It's got to go. It's got to go a long way from here.

These are international criminals, and the spineless Democrats are doing nothing about it.

Don't patronize the chain bookstores. Every time I see some author scheduled to read and sign his books at a chain bookstore, I feel like telling him he's stabbing the independent bookstores in the back.

I am waiting for them to prove that God is really American.

Freedom of speech is always under attack by Fascist mentality, which exists in all parts of the world, unfortunately.

Southern California, where the American Dream came too true.

The future of publishing lies with the small and medium-sized presses, because the big publishers in New York are all part of huge conglomerates.

We were just a one-room bookstore; we didn't have any money for lawyers.

They were looking for a stable, but we didn't have one. In fact, we weren't very stable ourselves.

Constantly risking absurdity and death whenever he performs above the heads of his audience, the poet, like an acrobat, climbs on rhyme to a high wire of his own making.

Everything the Beats stood for was the opposite of the dominant culture today.

No, I didn't become disenchanted. I just couldn't paint like them.

The real literary editors have mostly been fired. Those that remain are all 'bottom line' editors; everything depends on the money.

Southern California where the American Dream came too true.

Poetry is eternal graffiti written in the heart of everyone.

And when Roger talks about the frightened ones running away from the bombs, I immediately thought of my days when I was young and I had to wear these gas masks.

I think unleashing 3,000 smart bombs against the city of Baghdad in the first several days of the war... to me, if those were unleashed against the San Francisco Bay Area, I would call that an act of extreme terrorism.

The savages don't have atom bombs.

Geez, all that money we waste on space exploration; just think how many bombs that would buy!

Encouraging underground uranium mining on the Colorado Plateau um, the federal government was the only purchaser of uranium ore to try to manufacture uh, atomic bombs.

The mask can be a limitation, but you just deal with it. You do get superhuman strength and pumpkin bombs and all this other stuff to express yourself with.'

I mean, I was born the day war broke out, but I don't remember all the bombs though they did actually break up Liverpool, you know. I remember when I was a little older, there was big gaps in all the streets where houses used to be. We used to play over them.

The Japanese do not fear God. They only fear bombs.

The greatest danger of bombs is in the explosion of stupidity that they provoke.

Anyone who saw Nagasaki would suddenly realize that they'd been kept in the dark by the United States government as to what atomic bombs can do.

We live in a world of guns, bombs and terror. To conquer hate seems a nigh-impossible task.

If the prime minister really believes it, he must be the only person left who thinks that the recent bombs in London had no connection at all with his policy in Iraq.

Bombs do not choose. They will hit everything.

Of course, violence will not end with our combat mission. Extremists will continue to set off bombs, attack Iraqi civilians and try to spark sectarian strife. But ultimately, these terrorists will fail to achieve their goals.

I think it has other roots, has to do, in part, with a general anxiety in contemporary life... nuclear bombs, inequality of possibility and chance, inequality of goods allotted to us, a kind of general racist, unjust attitude that is pervasive.

Last night the United States dropped four 2,000 pound bombs on Saddam Hussein. I don't know anything about explosives, but, my God, do those things even need to explode?

My parents were overprotective because you could get kidnapped and bombs were exploding in the streets.

The problem is that the Iraqi people are facing atrocities from both sides - Zarqawi and also the American troops at times. The Zarqawi groups uses car bombs, the Americans use other bombs. You also know what they do in the prisons.

One thing that's great about being a character actor is that a movie doesn't rest on your shoulders. If it bombs, it won't hurt my career.

Our bombs are smarter than the average high school student. At least they can find Kuwait.

And I thought about the psychic numbing involved in strategic projections of using hydrogen bombs or nuclear weapons of any kind. And I also thought about ways in which all of us undergo what could be called the numbing of everyday life.

I was doing political cartoons and getting angry to the point where I felt I was going to have to start making and throwing bombs. I thought I was probably a better cartoonist than a bomb maker.

After the atomic bombs were dropped, the war ended and we went into Tokyo Bay with the rest of the fleet, the Missouri and the rest of them, while they signed the terms of surrender that ended the war.