Every one of our greatest national treasures, our liberty, enterprise, vitality, wealth, military power, global authority, flow from a surprising source: our ability to give thanks.

The secret of learning to be sick is this: Illness doesn't make you less of what you were. You are still you.

If you think Independence Day is America's defining holiday, think again. Thanksgiving deserves that title, hands-down.

Well, we can't afford blindness anymore. There are tens of thousands of thugs who loathe liberty and love death, and want to annihilate Western civilization.

Today there are about 40 million retirees receiving benefits; by the time all the baby boomers have retired, there will be more than 72 million retirees drawing Social Security benefits.

Many people don't give a rip about politics and know as much about public affairs as they know about the topography of Pluto.

The art of being sick is not the same as the art of getting well.

Voting is a right best exercised by people who have taken time to learn about the issues.

Sometimes, political campaigns make decent people act and talk like perfect buffoons.

You're young and you're bulletproof and invincible. But never underestimate the power of other people's love and prayer.

There is no Senate rule governing the proper uses of the filibuster.

I rode an elevator with a guy who was whistling the tune of 'this is the song that never ends'. Putting that on me? Come on dude..

Try to turn as many soft, aspirational goals as possible into success criteria, and make them specific enough that you can actually tell whether or not you've met them.

Words let you know what is in someone’s mind, deeds let you know what is in someone’s heart, and character lets you know what is in someone’s soul.

He does not need to be an emperor, but a prince.If he has enough charm or elegance to convince.

Gloom and darkness are temporary. Joy comes in the morning.

If you look at someone like Joe Strummer or John Lennon, when you heard their music you knew that they wrote it and they cared about it.

The other day I dreamed that I was at the gates of heaven. And St. Peter said, 'Go back to Earth, there are no slums up here.'

I think I have this thing where everybody has to think I'm the greatest.And if they aren't completely knocked out and dazzled and slightly intimidated by me, I don't feel good about myself.

There is no magic on earth strong enough to wipe out the legacies of one's parents.

Humor was an antiseptic that cleaned the deepest of personal wounds.