Nobody's coming to me with 60 million dollars to turn it into a 315 million dollar juggernaut even though I created the Huffington Post.

The army of the emboldened and gleefully ill-informed is growing.

Feeding the media is like training a dog. You can't throw an entire steak at a dog to train it to sit. You have to give it little bits of steak over and over again until it learns.

There is no clear distiction between white supremacy and the multicultual mindset.

Politics is downstream from culture.

It's almost embarrassing to go back into my liberal background because it was about as shallow a belief system as humanly possible.

I'm alive and I'm going to keep standing up for what I believe in. Once you get to that point, boy you are dangerous.

Liberals in blue states just think that they are on the right side of history, and anybody that disagrees with them has to be a troglodyte or a neanderthal.

The power of propaganda is to say something enough times that it becomes the Big Lie.

It's fun to be liked, but when standing up for what you believe in, it's also very fun not to be liked.

You can't speak freely and openly on the most important issue of the day because you're fearful that your closet is going to come and haunt you. I choose to air my closet.

Some people think that nothing moves in this world without leave of the woman. Do not know more, but I can say that war never happened, nor can there be, when you do not want to leave sovereign

Learn from the Sun

She smelled like a mountain valley in springtime and made him dream of the future in a way he hadn’t considered possible.

The press attack people to sell more papers without thinking, but when you get famous you have to put up with this kind of stuff.

I believe that American engagement, through our embassy, our businesses, and most of all through our people, is the best way to advance our interests and support for democracy and human rights.

You wanna hang with the big dogs, you can't piss like a pup.

Sometimes you know the story. Sometimes you make it up as you go along and have no idea how it will come out.

Who? Who is that? (J.R.'s response when asked about opponent Jason Terry.)

The postman wants an autograph. The cab driver wants a picture. The waitress wants a handshake. Everyone wants a piece of you.

The vast waterfall of history pours down, and a few obituarists fill teacups with the stories.