My libertarian friends are probably getting a little upset now but I think that's because they never appreciate the benefits of local fascism.

Four years of Jimmy Carter gave us two titanic Reagan landslides, peace and prosperity for eight blessed years - and even a third term for his feckless vice president, George H.W. Bush.

I'm getting a little fed up with hearing about, oh, civilian casualties. I think we ought to nuke North Korea right now just to give the rest of the world a warning.

Usually the nonsense liberals spout is kind of cute, but in wartime their instinctive idiocy is life-threatening.

I highly approve of Romney's decision to be kind and gentle to the retard.

We need somebody to put rat poisoning in Justice Stevens' creme brulee. That's just a joke, for you in the media.

Any growing interest in soccer can only be a sign of the nation's moral decay.

I might be in favor of national healthcare if it required all Democrats to get their heads examined.

In the druidical religion of liberalism, not separating your recyclables is a sin, but abortion is just a medical procedure.

There is no surer proof of Christ's divinity than that he is still so hated some two thousand years after his death.

Liberals want the family destroyed, they want religion destroned, because then you have loyalty directly to the state.

This is the time to love. This is the time to forgive. This is the time to ponder. This is the time to wonder.

I resolved, then, deep in my soul never to let him go. I'd be the one never to leave him. I'd prove to him that some things could be for always- that we could be.

Ninety per cent of this game is half-mental.

Martyrs, my friend, have to choose between being forgotten, mocked or used. As for being understood - never.

The biggest man you're ever going to see was once a baby.

I could live inside a G major chord, with Grace, if she was willing.

I'm not an egomaniac like a lot of people say. But I am the world's best dancer, that's for sure.

Now you must practice to see something without allowing any thought to rise. Then you start sucking through your Spirit the beauty, the glory, the fragrance of a flower.

The truly miserable have a timbre in their voices strong enough to erase smiles from the faces and souls of the contented.

Prayerlessness means unavailability to God.