I am not afraid of the pen, or the scaffold, or the sword. I will tell the truth wherever I please.

I'm not a humanitarian, I'm a hell-raiser.

I have never had a vote, and I have raised hell all over this country. You don't need a vote to raise hell! You need convictions and a voice!

Whatever your fight, don't be ladylike.

Pray for the dead and fight like hell for the living.

My teachers treated me as a diamond in the rough, someone who needed smoothing.

If they want to hang me, let them. And on the scaffold I will shout Freedom for the working class!

Some day the workers will take possession of your city hall, and when we do, no child will be sacrificed on the altar of profit!

My address is like my shoes. It travels with me. I abide where there is a fight against wrong.

I am not afraid of the pen, or the scaffold, or the sword. I will tell the truth wherever I please.

The miners lost because they had only the constitution. The other side had bayonets. In the end, bayonets always win.

I believe that no man who holds a leader's position should ever accept favors from either side. He is then committed to show favors. A leader must stand alone.

I preferred sewing to bossing little children.

That is, the wife must care for what the husband cares for if he is to remain resolute.

Injustice boils in men's hearts as does steel in its cauldron, ready to pour forth, white hot, in the fullness of time.

I learned in the early part of my career that labor must bear the cross for others' sins, must be the vicarious sufferer for the wrongs that others do.

My teachers treated me as a diamond in the rough someone who needed smoothing.

After I'd produced about two dozen pen and ink drawings, one evening I decided that they needed poems to accompany them. I still have no idea where that notion came from, but it took me about two hours to produce verses for these creatures.

Then I decided I couldn't just crawl in the corner and die, so I started putting pen to paper and wrote some songs. I had no idea what for or who I was going to work with. I tried to find my way and direction.

When I say artist I mean the man who is building things - creating molding the earth - whether it be the plains of the west - or the iron ore of Penn. It's all a big game of construction - some with a brush - some with a shovel - some choose a pen.

If you want a transcript of tonight's program, get a pen and write down everything I said.

I'm not letting him write anything. I didn't do anything. I just took his pen.

I've been in a serious conversation with one of my children, and a fan has come up. I've been in a public bathroom and had the hand come under the stall with a paper and pen. That sort of thing anybody can live without.

I like photographing the people I love, the people I admire, the famous, and especially the infamous. My last infamous subject was the extreme right wing French politician Jean-Marie Le Pen.

What has any poet to trust more than the feel of the thing? Theory concerns him only until he picks up his pen, and it begins to concern him again as soon as he lays it down.

When I came to New York and I opened the window of the thirty-fifth-floor apartment, there's light pollution and fog, and I couldn't see my star. So I drew it on my wrist with a pen, but it kept washing away. Then I went to a tattoo parlor on Second Avenue and had it done.

I've criticized President Bush for his failure to use his veto pen. There's plenty of blame to go around. The question is how to solve problems. It's not bailouts. What made America great? Free markets, free enterprise, manufacturing, job creation. That's how we're gonna do it, not by enlarging government.

You want to be a writer, don't know how or when? Find a quiet place, use a humble pen.

I am a man-pen. I feel through the pen, because of the pen.

Caesar had perished from the world of men, had not his sword been rescued by his pen.

But this is neither here nor there why do I mention it? Ask my pen, it governs me, I govern not it.

I am not afraid of the pen, or the scaffold, or the sword.

I was coming back from Tel Aviv recently, and we had forty minutes of bumps. I got so scared I grabbed a paper and pen and put them in my pocket, just in case we crashed and I needed to write a letter from wherever we landed.

In a mood of faith and hope my work goes on. A ream of fresh paper lies on my desk waiting for the next book. I am a writer and I take up my pen to write.

To give an accurate and exhaustive account of that period would need a far less brilliant pen than mine.

Under Obama, our federal tax dollars can now be used to fund abortion all over the world. With the stroke of a pen, abortion essentially became a U.S. foreign export.

In the back of my mind was the constant hankering, almost yearning, to write but something always stopped me in my tracks. Or if I did find my way to put a pen to paper or finger on a keyboard I'd give up after a few minutes. I'd find other things to do: Anything but writing.

To hold a pen is to be at war.

If you have to pay the bills, and you write something you're not proud of, use a pen-name for that.

I usually don't mind giving autographs, but when hundreds of folks with paper and pen start coming at you, it's time to seek shelter.

People still think of me as a cartoonist, but the only thing I lift a pen or pencil for these days is to sign a contract, a check, or an autograph.

The pen is mightier than the sword if the sword is very short, and the pen is very sharp.

I would not be able to pen an academic and dry diatribe. I have too much talent for that.

Fame lost its appeal for me when I went into a public restroom and an autograph seeker handed me a pen and paper under the stall door.

I condemn what happened in Madrid, but it is suspicious. If tomorrow there will be another bombing, in France for example, who will gain power? Of course not Jacques Chirac, but Le Pen.

There is no lighter burden, nor more agreeable, than a pen.

Give us that grand word "woman" once again, and let's have done with "lady"; one's a term full of fine force, strong, beautiful, and firm, fit for the noblest use of tongue or pen; and one's a word for lackeys.

It's all a sham: I have seen, and I know firsthand, indeed from my own pen, how the organized Right has sabotaged not only journalism but also democracy and truth.

For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been'.