I can understand the Chinese Wall: it was built as a defense against marauders. But a wall such as that in Berlin, built to prevent people from seeking freedom, is almost beyond comprehension.

There are those that look at things the way they are, and ask why? I dream of things that never were, and ask why not?

Every time you stand up for an ideal, you send forth a tiny ripple of hope.

I believe that, as long as there is plenty, poverty is evil. Government belongs wherever evil needs an adversary and there are people in distress.

There are those who look at things the way they are, and ask why... I dream of things that never were, and ask why not?

While free markets tend to democratize a society, unfettered capitalism leads invariably to corporate control of government.

Each time a man stands up for an ideal or acts to improve the lot of others or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope.

Progress is a nice word. But change is its motivator. And change has its enemies.

Too often we honor swagger and bluster and the wielders of force; too often we excuse those who are willing to build their own lives on the shattered dreams of others.

It is the essence of responsibility to put the public good ahead of personal gain

In your hands lies the future of your world and the fulfilment of the best qualities of your own spirit.

The word of God is more powerful when put into action than when only spoken.

America enjoys the best health care in the world, but the best is no good if folks can't afford it, access it and doctor's can't provide it.

Like anyone else, there are days I feel beautiful and days I don't, and when I don't, I do something about it.

I love Sara Bareilles. She's just so clever. I wish I were her. She's so awesome.

I just loved the guitar when it came along. I loved it. The banjo was something I really liked, but when the guitar came along, to me that was my first love in music

I think that liberals need to grow up.

I am still a learner, not a teacher, feeding somewhat omnivorously, browsing both stalk & leaves

Fiorito has all the right stuff. His splendid memoir about his relationship with his dying father belongs on that small shelf with Philip Roth's Patrimony and Frank McCourt's Angela's Ashes.

I would gladly have climbed out of my skin and into his that night, because I believed that was what love meant.

You get that love from the people. It lets me know that all the madness I go through, all the stuff that the business has to offer with all its madness; it makes it worthwhile.