Is not liberty the destruction of all despotism - including, of course, legal despotism?

When plunder becomes a way of life, men create for themselves a legal system that authorizes it and a moral code that glorifies it.

The state is the great fictitious entity by which everyone seeks to live at the expense of everyone else.

Everyone wants to live at the expense of the state. They forget that the state wants to live at the expense of everyone.

If philanthropy is not voluntary, it destroys liberty and justice. The law can give nothing that has not first been taken from its owner.

When law and morality contradict each other, the citizen has the cruel alternative of either losing his moral sense or losing his respect for the law.

The worst thing that can happen to a good cause is not to be skillfully attacked, but to be ineptly defended.

There are people who think that plunder loses all its immorality as soon as it becomes legal. Personally, I cannot imagine a more alarming situation.

In short, is not liberty the freedom of every person to make full use of his faculties, so long as he does not harm other persons while doing so?

Each of us has a natural right, from God, to defend his person, his liberty, and his property.

Trade barriers constitute isolation; isolation gives rise to hatred, hatred to war, and war to invasion.

If you seek for supreme predator, go find God. He hunts the prime killer of mankind, the Satan.

Only those who have learned the power of sincere and selfless contribution experience life's deepest joy: true fulfillment.

My senior year of high school, I was voted Wittiest. So, several years later, I decided to try my hand at writing humor to see if I could be witty enough to make some money.

We had a much deeper sense of community in '67 than we do in '97. This is important to say that not in a nostalgic way because it's not as if '67 was a time when things were so good.

A people's literature is the great textbook for real knowledge of them. The writings of the day show the quality of the people as no historical reconstruction can.

I just love food, especially my mom's Bulgarian cooking. Taco Bell is my favorite fast food restaurant. I also love Italian food.

And if there were a devil it would not be one who decided against God, but one who, in eternity, came to no decision.

My father had a fishing business in Aberdeen destroyed by the European Union and the Common Fisheries Policy.

Once a pallid Vestal Doubted truth in blue; Listed red in ruin, Harried every hue; Barricaded vision, Garbed herself in sighs; Ridiculed the birthmarks Of the butterflies.

The point is, there are some things worth dying for. There's no doubt about that. And I would die for my family. I would die for my freedom. I would die for my country.