Edward R. Murrow
Edward R. Murrow
Edward R. Murrow KBEwas an American broadcast journalist. He first came to prominence with a series of radio broadcasts for the news division of the Columbia Broadcasting System during World War II, which were followed by millions of listeners in the United States. During the war he assembled a team of foreign correspondents who came to be known as the Murrow Boys...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionRadio Host
Date of Birth25 April 1908
CityGuilford County, NC
CountryUnited States of America
Edward R. Murrow quotes about
A reporter is always concerned with tomorrow. There's nothing tangible of yesterday. All I can say I've done is agitate the air ten or fifteen minutes and then boom - it's gone.
I would like television to produce some itching pills rather than this endless outpouring of tranquilizers..
Fame is morally neutral.
Tuberculosis, starvation, fatigue, and there are many who have no desire to live.
Except for those who think in terms of pious platitudes or dogma or narrow prejudice (and those thoughts we aren't interested in), people don't speak their beliefs easily, or publicly.
Of this be wary. Honor and fame are often regarded as interchangeable. Both involve an appraisal of the individual. . . but I suggest this difference. Fame is morally neutral.
I am entirely persuaded that the American public is more reasonable, restrained and mature than most of the broadcast industry's planners believe. Their fear of controversy is not warranted by the evidence.
We will not be driven by fear ... if we remember that we are not descended from fearful men.
All babies look like Winston Churchill.
All I can hope to teach my son is to tell the truth and fear no man.
The politician is . . . trained in the art of inexactitude. His words tend to be blunt or rounded, because if they have a cutting edge they may later return to wound him.
The fact that your voice is amplified to the degree where it reaches from one end of the country to the other does not confer upon you greater wisdom or understanding than you possessed when your voice reached only from one end of the bar to the other.
Good night, and good luck.
Language is the memory of man. Without it he has no past, a paltry present, and an empty future. With it he can bring his dreams to life.