I read just endlessly, ceaselessly, almost every book, it seems!
It may be an instinct, it is with me anyway, when you're presenting something to the world, to make it as beautiful as you can.
When you put your hand to the plow, you can't put it down until you get to the end of the row.
The President can pardon us again... and again and again, but... picketing will continue, and sooner or later, he will have to do something about it.
There will never be a new world order until women are a part of it.
I always feel the movement is a sort of mosaic.