My soule her wings doth spread And heaven-ward flies, Th' Almighty's Mysteries to read In the large volumes of the skies.

I hate the countrie's dirt and manners, yet I love the silence; I embrace the wit; A courtship, flowing here in full tide. But loathe the expense, the vanity and pride. No place each way is happy.

As yourselves your empires fall, and every kingdom hath a grave.

Time! where didst thou those years inter Which I have seene decease?

He who is good is happy.

The stars, bright sentinels of the skies.

No distinction is 'tween man and man, But as his virtues add to him a glory Or vices cloud him.

That power is in vain which is never in use.

People that believe in the Second Amendment and believe in it very strongly were very upset with what Hillary Clinton had to say.

I don't think traveling back in time on an empty stomach is a good idea.

The state remains, as it was in the beginning, the common enemy of all well-disposed, industrious and decent men.

(The National Cancer Program is) a bunch of (obscenity).

How do you write for children? I really have never figured that out. So I decided to just ignore it

Look into the heart of each child. That child might be suffering and eventually they'll be an adult, but help them get to that next plane because they have something to offer.

For me, the goal wasn't to turn the stand-up special on its head, but to do what I do specifically, and hopefully that reads as something new.

You'd have to be deaf, dumb, and blind to think that this earth that we live in only has 6000 years of existence. It just doesn't.

If you want to assemble the same people, then you have a big problem.