The real 1960s began on the afternoon of November 22, 1963. It came to seem that Kennedys murder opened some malign trap door in American culture, and the wild bats flapped out. – Lance Morrow
Everywhere you hang your hat is home. Home is the bright cave under the hat. – Lance Morrow
A boy who hears a lesson in history ended by the beauty of peace, and how Napoleon brought ruin upon the world and that he should be forever cursed, will not long have much confidence in his teacher. He wants to hear more about the fighting and less about the peace negotiations. – William Lee Howard, Peace, Dolls and Pugnacity