If we change the definition of marriage to be more inclusive, then it is logical to argue that we should broaden the definition so that won't exclude anyone.

Ages of experience have taught humanity that the commitment of a husband and wife to love and to serve one another promotes the welfare of children and the stability of society.

Our current identification system is so disjointed that the World Trade Center terrorists had a total of 63 valid driver's licenses between them.

Marriage cannot be severed from its cultural, religious and natural roots without weakening the good influence of society.

From a monarchy followed by suffering under Communism, Ethiopians must be given the opportunity to flourish under the greatest of systems - democracy.

Frivolous lawsuits are booming in this county. The U.S. has more costs of litigation per person than any other industrialized nation in the world, and it is crippling our economy.

Most people understand life expectancy has changed since Social Security started in 1937 when folks lived to be 59 years old. Today, they live to be 77 years old.

Indeed, there are so many prejudices against everyday middle-class values on college campuses, and serving in the military and being pro-American just seems to be one of them.

There is a certain element of complementarity between men and women that is biological by nature.

In Ethiopia, democracy is in its infancy and it must be nurtured along by its leaders.

I wish that the Democrats would put some effort into Social Security reform, illegal immigration's reform, tax reform, or some of the other real issues that are out there.

Metaphors are something grown-ups use when they can't set troublesome boys on fire.

For me, habit is just a synonym for death.

Nobody can tell about this California climate. One minit its hot and the next minit its cold, so a person never knows what to hock.

Nobody is listening to your telephone calls.

I listened to my record and hear lots of influences. And it's very rich... it's got a wide spectrum.

What happens to us all, I think, when we pick up a pen, is that we just become snobs.

What prepares you for the true path of God? The experiences of life.

I had to stand in front of my refrigerator, which was open, dipping pretzels in cream cheese and stuffing them in my mouth. If I did that, I was good. Otherwise I was nauseous.

He was probably selfish in the sack. Probably selfish and greedy and...unsophisticated. And hung like a horse.

They think I'm silly. I do silly things. I fall down and run into things. I talk to inanimate objects. I'll hold a pickup stick to my ear and say, "What? What's that? I can't hear you