Everyone could face something that hurts him. But I don't expect that I will be hurt

The fact is that as soon as they reach Baghdad gates, we will besiege them and slaughter them.

Until now they have refused to do battle with us. They are just going places.

They are sick in their minds. They say they brought 65 tanks into center of city. I say to you this talk is not true. This is part of their sick mind.

It has been rumored that we have fired scud missiles into Kuwait. I am here now to tell you, we do not have any scud missiles and I don't know why they were fired into Kuwait.

They think we are retarded. They are retarded.

.....they had burnt and destroyed around 30 vehicles, including tanks and APC's and damaged three enemy helicopters. God bless the fighters of the Arab Socialist Ba'th Party.

These cowards have no morals. They have no shame about lying.

We butchered the force present at the airport, we are destroying them.

There are no American infidels in Baghdad. Never!

When we were making the law, when we were writing the literature and the mathematics the grandfarthers of Blair and little Bush were scratching around in caves.

The grass may be greener on the other side, but will the sky be as blue?

I think what happens in the world, and I think it's part human nature and part programming, is we become an emulation of what we see. We become clones of each other.

Doubt is the vestibule of faith.

America now has more and better dancers than they have ever had in the history of the country, but that won't account for the public wants to see.

Enlarge the pupil of the eye, so that the body with its attendant personality will no longer obstruct the view. Immortality is then experienced as a present fact.

And it's not that going out for a hack is wrong or bad, I certainly don't view it as that; it's just that there's something about the dressage, being put through your paces, that makes you better.

The Bookshop has a thousand books, All colors, hues, and tinges, And every cover is a door That turns on magic hinges.

An enemy always represents a weakness. This might be fear of physical pain, but it could also be a premature sense of victory or the desire to abandon the fight because it is no longer worthwhile.

A saint isn't somebody who tries harder, but someone who trusts more.

You can have a lot of unhappiness by not having money, but the reverse is no guarantee of happiness.