We will have peace with the Arabs when they love their children more than they hate us

Love has its place, as does hate. Peace has its place, as does war. Mercy has its place, as do cruelty and revenge.

It is true we have won all our wars, but we have paid for them. We don't want victories anymore.

At work, you think of the children you have left at home. At home, you think of the work you've left unfinished. Such a struggle is unleashed within yourself. Your heart is rent.

I don't know why you use a fancy French word like detente when there's a good English phrase for it - cold war.

You've got to take the rough with the smooth. It's like love and hate, war and peace, all that bollocks.