One of the sweetest things in life: a letter from a friend.

The average dog is a nicer person than the average person.

Everyone wants to live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while you're climbing it.

If you smile when no one else is around, you really mean it.

Being kind is more important than being right.

I just wish we knew a little less about his urethra and a little more about his arms sales to Iran.

I don't like food that's too carefully arranged; it makes me think that the chef is spending too much time arranging and not enough time cooking. If I wanted a picture I'd buy a painting.

Everyone starts out being an atheist. No one is born with belief in anything. Infants are atheists until they are indoctrinated.

People will generally accept facts as truth only if the facts agree with what they already believe.

Guns do not make you a killer. I think killing makes you a killer. You can kill someone with a baseball bat or a car, but no one is trying to ban you from driving to the ball game.

Computers make it easier to do a lot of things, but most of the things they make it easier to do don't need to be done.

What is prudence in the conduct of every private family can scarce be folly in that of a great kingdom.

To call yourself a socialist in 2015 is to be an idiot. Socialism fails. Everywhere.

The public library is more than a repository of books. It's a mysterious, wondrous place with the power to change lives.

And it's one more beer and I don't hear you any more.

In reference to right answers - Knowing is a process, not a product.

I begin by considering an effect.

I try to be feminine, yet intellectual and smart at the same time. You don't see enough of that.

Live in the present and shape the future, do not be casting lingering looks to the distant past for the past has passed away, never again to return.

The language must be careful and must appear effortless. It must not sweat. It must suggest and be provocative at the same time.

Irish poets, learn your trade, sing whatever is well made, scorn the sort now growing up all out of shape from toe to top.