I couldn’t imagine leaving a child. Not because it was unthinkable, but because I couldn’t imagine having a child to leave.

People like to be shown around archives. I don’t know why. I’m in the business, but one row of shelves stuffed with manila files looks much like another.

You don’t rewrite it, censor it, or edit it, to suit some warped view you have of the past and your own present.

When a beautiful blonde asks, you don't say no.

Telling people not to have children is unthinkable and inhumane.

What kind of America do people want to leave for their children? What horrors are down the road, stuff that was unthinkable 30 years ago?