I just wrote 'Merry Christmas John' on my balloon.

I just wrote 'Merry Christmas John' on my balloon.

It's out there. You can't be quite as selective.

It's out there. You can't be quite as selective.

That's sports and we can't do anything about it. We've got to play with the players we have. What can read more

That's sports and we can't do anything about it. We've got to play with the players we have. What can you do? You have no choice.

The market continues to be uncertain about the underlying leadership after many years of being used to the big-cap stocks read more

The market continues to be uncertain about the underlying leadership after many years of being used to the big-cap stocks leading. We're also somewhat nervous about the earnings.

When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know, none of the phone calls from the people read more

When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know, none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge- they were all messages of love

We got a call, there's been a bomb,

We got a call, there's been a bomb,

Too many people have died, both military and civilian. This travesty must end, and our brave and dedicated troops must read more

Too many people have died, both military and civilian. This travesty must end, and our brave and dedicated troops must be brought home and brought home now. Cindy, I want to know that it has been a profound privilege to care for these precious boots of your beloved son, Casey, and I now return them to you, so they may serve as a guiding light to carry your message forward, so that together we can continue the struggle to end this war.

Listen, my friend, there are two races of beings. The masses teeming and happy /common clay, if you like /eating, read more

Listen, my friend, there are two races of beings. The masses teeming and happy /common clay, if you like /eating, breeding, working, counting their pennies; people who just live; ordinary people; people you can't imagine dead. And then there are the others /the noble ones, the heroes. The ones you can quite well imagine lying shot, pale and tragic; one minute triumphant with a guard of honor, and the next being marched away between two gendarmes.

All the technology of our production was still pre-War. They were sort of '38, '39 and the War had been read more

All the technology of our production was still pre-War. They were sort of '38, '39 and the War had been stable and so we were infinitely behind whatever had been going on in the United States for instance.