Keep a goverment poor and weak and it's your servant; when it is rich and powerful it becomes your master.

You know, it's quite all right to give the underdog a hand, but only one hand. Keep the other hand on your pistol - or he'll try to eat the one you gave him!

English is the product of a Saxon warrior trying to make a date with an Angle bar-maid, and as such is no more legitimate than any of the other products of that conversation.

Only the incompetent wait until the last extremity to use force, and by then, it is usually too late to use anything, even prayer.

Apparently, on New Texas, killing a politician was not malum in se, and was mallum prohibitorum only to the extent that what happened to the politician was in excess of what he deserved.

English is the result of Norman men-at-arms attempting to pick up Saxon barmaids and is no more legitimate than any of the other results.

I like it where it gets dark at night, and if you want noise, you have to make it yourself.

And when someone makes a statement you don't understand, don't tell him he's crazy. Ask him what he means.

I had a lot of other ideas, now and then, but every time I took a second look at one, it got sick and died.

Take a drink because you pity yourself, and then the drink pities you and has a drink, and then two good drinks get together and that calls for drinks all around.

Sanity, it would seem, was a dangerously contagious disease.

Even though life is finite, the universe created you with infinite love. Celebrate your birthday with infinite joy and create endless memories.

I give myself permissionto enjoy the present moment.

When God will have any great matters done, he sets his people's hearts to work at prayer by a kind of gracious instinct. He stirs them up and moves their hearts by the influence of his Holy Spirit.

I want the reader to know what's going on. So there's never a mystery in my books.

The entire party and country should hurl into the fire and break the neck of anyone who dared trample underfoot the sacred edict of the party on the defense of women's rights.

I'm a coward when it comes to matters of the heart. That is my fatal flaw.

So we're all right, an' I, for one, Don't think our cause'll lose in vally By rammin' Scriptur' in our gun, An' gittin' Natur' for an ally.

Man lives in a world of surmise, of mystery, of uncertainties.

Before reciting his prayers, a man should give to charity.

To hell with monsters and to hell with men. There is no difference to me.