In wartime, people willing to sacrifice liberty for security.

Truth is treason in the empire of lies.

Foreign aid is taking money from the poor people of a rich country and giving it to the rich people of a poor country.

One thing is clear: The Founding Fathers never intended a nation where citizens would pay nearly half of everything they earn to the government.

During the last campaign I knew what was happening. You know, they mocked me for my foreign policy and they laughed at my monetary policy. No more. No more.

I lean toward a flat tax. But I want to make it real flat, like ZERO.

I am convinced that there are more threats to American liberty within the 10-mile radius of my office on Capitol Hill than there are on the rest of the globe.

Our Constitution, which was intended to limit government power and abuse, has failed.

It is no coincidence that the century of total war coincided with the century of central banking.

We don't have the freedom of speech to talk about the weather. We have the first amendment so we can say some very controversial things.

In a free society, we are supposed to know the truth. In a society where truth becomes treason, we are in big trouble.

Whether you believe you can or you believe you can't, you are correct.

We worry too much about the future. And fail to enjoy the moment.

Like them you are tall and taciturn, and you are sad, all at once, like a voyage.

We first fought the heathens in the name of religion, then Communism, and now in the name of drugs and terrorism. Our excuses for global domination always change.

Well I guess I like variety pretty much, but I do enjoy this work very much. Particularly with Buddy on the gig, we get a chance to knock each other out It'just wonderful.

I grew up in London. My parents and I lived in West Norwood, then we moved to Norbury, and I went to the Brit School. I'm a South London girl at heart.

Golden hours of vision come to us in this present life, when we are at our best, and our faculties work together in harmony.

Any road followed precisely to its end leads precisely nowhere.

The three ingredients of poetry: the mystery of the universe, spiritual curiosity, the energy of language.

The ethical person should do more then he is required to do, and less than he is allowed to.