George Will
George Will
George Frederick Willis an American newspaper columnist and political commentator. He is a Pulitzer Prize–winner known for his conservative commentary on politics. In 1986, The Wall Street Journal called him "perhaps the most powerful journalist in America," in a league with Walter Lippmann...
ProfessionJournalist
Date of Birth4 May 1941
community nonsense individual
Probably the best nonsense poetry is produced gradually and accidentally, by communities rather than by individuals.
said-life goes-on gone
Windmill or no windmill, he said, life would go on as it had always gone on--that is, badly.
father son persistence
The essence of oligarchical rule is not father-to-son inheritance, but the persistence of a certain world-view and a certain way of life ... A ruling group is a ruling group so long as it can nominate its successors... Who wields power is not important, provided that the hierarchical structure remains always the same.
military war fighting
To a surprising extent the war-lords in shining armour, the apostles of martial virtues, tend not to die fighting when time comes. History is full of ignominious getaways by the great and famous.
history battle cavalry
The most stirring battle-poem in English is about a brigade of cavalry which charged in the wrong direction.
past animal history
England will still be England, an everlasting animal, stretching into the future and the past and like all living things having the power to change out of all recognition and yet remain the same.
food bags humans
A human being is primarily a bag for putting food into.
lonely children ambition
I had the lonely child's habit of making up stories and holding conversations with imaginary persons, and I think from the very start my literary ambitions were mixed up with the feeling of being isolated and undervalued. I knew that I had a facility with words and a power of facing unpleasant facts, and I felt that this created a sort of private world in which I could get my own back for my failure in everyday life.
loneliness memorable two
For a second, two seconds, they had exchanged an equivocal glance, and that was the end of the story. But even that was a memorable event, in the locked loneliness in which one had to live.
boots bed great-things
And it is a great thing to die in your own bed, though it is better still to die in your boots.
heart rooms crystals
The paperweight was the room he was in, and the coral was Julia's life and his own, fixed in a sort of eternity at the heart of the crystal.
men answers problem
There, comrades, is the answer to all our problems. It is summed up in a single word-- Man
new-york party japan
The birds sang, the proles sang. the Party did not sing. All round the world, in London and New York, in Africa and Brazil, and in the mysterious, forbidden lands beyond the frontiers, in the streets of Paris and Berlin, in the villages of the endless Russian plain, in the bazaars of China and Japan — everywhere stood the same solid unconquerable figure, made monstrous by work and childbearing, toiling from birth to death and still singing.
wings two enemy
Whatever goes upon two legs is an enemy. Whatever goes upon four legs, or has wings, is a friend.