“You're on tenth base, I can't find you.”

“You're on your own now. You are not helpless. You will find your way.”

“I mean, we're all trying to find out who the hell we are, aren't we?”

“What a man can't remember doesn't exist for him.”

“I loathe him. He stands for everything I hate in Washington. The right schools, houses in Georgetown, farms in Virginia, quiet meetings at their clubs. They've got their tight little world and you don't break in--they run it all. The bastards. The superior, self-inflated gentry of Washington. They use other men's intellects, other men's work, wrapping it all into decisions bearing their imprimaturs. And if you're on the outside, you become part of that amorphous entity, a 'damn fine staff.' (Alfred Gillette)”

“The easiest thing in the world is to convince yourself that you're right. As one grows old, it is easier still.”

“You know, Mr. Webb, you have two commands you use with irritating frequency. 'Move' and 'Let's go.”