No great goal was ever easily achieved.

Disciplining yourself to do what you know is right and important, although difficult, is the highroad to pride, self-esteem, and personal satisfaction.

If you want something said, ask a man. If you want something done, ask a woman.

Socialists cry “Power to the people”, and raise the clenched fist as they say it. We all know what they really mean - power over people, power to the State.

If you set out to be liked, you will accomplish nothing.

To wear your heart on your sleeve isn't a very good plan; you should wear it inside, where it functions best.

I always cheer up immensely if an attack is particularly wounding because I think, well, if they attack one personally, it means they have not a single political argument left.

Each generation has to stand up for democracy. It can't take anything for granted and may have to fight fundamental battles anew.

There are too many people who imagine that there is something sophisticated about always believing the best of those who hate your country, and the worst of those who defend it.

If you set out to be liked, you would be prepared to compromise on anything at any time, and you would achieve nothing.

A man who, beyond the age of 26, finds himself on a bus can count himself as a failure.

If only the hat had mentioned a house for people who felt a bit queasy, that would have been the one for him.

(Sometimes it seems that haters are just fans who are in denial.)

If we lose the war in the air we lose the war and we lose it quickly.

Most artists don't get paid for what they do, and they are lucky if they can persuade a friend to let them show something at a kid's birthday party.

A sad soul can kill quicker than a germ.

You would be amazed at who people are once you know yourself.

Just because a woman is silent does not mean she agrees.

Linkedin is for people you know. Facebook is for people you used to know. Twitter is for people you want to know.

Mom and Dad were great, but being asked where I was going every time I left the house - or where I'd been every time I returned - got old quickly.

Two-thirds of a century after [The Road to Serfdom] got written, hindsight confirms how inaccurate its innuendo about the future turned out to be.