Anybody who sides with Canada internationally in a debate between the U.S. and Canada, say, Belgium, is somebody whose opinion we shouldn't care about in the first place.

I have no way of knowing how people really feel, but the vast majority of those I meet couldn't be nicer. Every once in a while someone barks at me. My New Year's resolution is not to bark back.

I was up late last night yapping about the elections on CNN and up early this morning doing the same thing in my daughter's kindergarten class.

The modern tribalism of the left demands that each person choose a group and then agree with everything that group agrees with. And anybody who leaves that group is stoned to death.

Canada is a sweet country. It is like your retarded cousin you see at Thanksgiving and sort of pat him on the head. You know, he's nice, but you don't take him seriously. That is Canada.

Feminism's latest victory: the right to get your limbs blown off in war. Congratulations.

Unless you know a lot more about something than I do, I am not really that interested. I have too much information already.

It is nice to be around people who think differently than you. They challenge your ideas and keep you from being complacent.

It is increasingly important to be open-minded.

I will say, the one thing Mexico does well is punish prisoners. They do. They're good at that.

I think Michael Moore is loathsome, though, not because he dislikes Bush, but because he seems to dislike America.

The power of the Blood of Jesus, the Word of God & the name of Jesus are the believers weapons of defense against the Devil.

Live as though today is your last, love as though tomorrow will never come, and dream as if there are no limits.

love isnt mortal or immortal. it just is

But where do we come up with this notion of a woman in which the less space you take up, the more you're worth?

Though so trifling, the success of our first Buffalo hunt gave us quite a social lift.

A citizen can hardly distinguish between a tax and a fine, except that the fine is generally much lighter.

In what a forge and what a heat were shaped the anchors of thy hope! Fear not each sudden sound and shock; 'Tis of the wave and not the rock.

From the heart of this fountain of delights wells up some bitter taste to choke them even amid the flowers.

Charkha is an instrument of service.

I didnt know I was mad about anything. I guess if the New York Times says I am, I must be.