BiographyType: Author, essayist, orator, religious and literary critic, and journalist Born: 13 April 1949 Died: 15 December 2011 (aged 62) Christopher Eric Hitchens was an author, essayist, orator, religious and literary critic, and journalist. Hitchens was born and raised in the United Kingdom but spent much of his career in the United States, becoming a US citizen in 2007. |
You don't say 'they all do it' unless you know you've been doing it too.
The only people truly bound by campaign promises are the voters who believe them.
The whole point about corruption in politics is that it can't be done, or done properly, without a bipartisan consensus.
Don't write in to ask whether I would prefer Gingrich to Clinton. Ask, rather, whether Clinton prefers Gingrich to you. Go triangulate yourself.
The only real radicalism in our time will come as it always has - from people who insist on thinking for themselves and who reject party-mindedness.
Revolution from above, in some states and cases, is [...] often preferable to the status quo, or to no revolution at all.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that the land question in Zimbabwe is the single most decisive one.
Bad as political fiction can be, there is always a politician prepared to make it look artistic by comparison.
The two things he most valued, which is to say liberty and equality, were not natural allies.
But what [Orwell] illustrates, by his commitment to language as the partner of truth, is that 'views' do not really count; that it matters not what you think, but how you think; and that politics are relatively unimportant, while principles have a way of enduring, as do the few irreducible individuals who maintain allegiance to them.
Everything about Christianity is contained in the pathetic image of 'the flock.
The enduring rapture with magic and fable has always struck me as latently childish and somehow sexless (and thus also related to childlessness).
Those of us who are most genuinely repelled by war and violence are also those who are most likely to decide that some things, after all, are worth fighting for.
It's probably a merciful thing that pain is impossible to describe from memory