The immoral can no more earn respectThan the envious be rich.

It is compassion, the most gracious of virtues, Which moves the world.

Make foes of bowmen if you must, Never of penmen.

Great wealth, like a crowd at a concert, Gathers and melts.

Those who have wisdom have all:Fools with all have nothing.

I never saw Death before, and now I seeThat it is warring eyes in a woman's form.

When the rare chance comes, seize itTo do the rare deed.

It is politics to please and hoodwink thoseWho flatter but despise us.

Those are fools however learnedWho have not learned to walk with the world.

Fame is a jealous mistressAnd will brook no rival.

Folded hands may conceal a dagger --Likewise a foe's tears.

If one suffers from the pain and the hardship, its friends feel empathy and sadness too. Whereas, its opponents celebrate and enjoy that.

We hit the sidewalk, and dropped hands. How I wished, right then, that the whole world was a street.

We have to focus on how do we ensure the economy works for everybody, and not just a few.

For days on end, I would hardly speak, and when I did only the vilest sort of gibberish would spout forth. I became morose and fat. Unapproachable, except when eating - and then only by waiters.

And what am I to do on the occasion? -- It seems an hopeless business.

Performance became part of my art in a way - expressing things and emotion.

Ive been in the legislative branch and now the executive branch and in each case I felt it was important we use our constitutional responsibilities to the fullest.

The issue is not whether or not you have that power, the issue is whether or not you use it.

I know how to become a top 5 teamJust play Texas A&M.

A loud noise at one end and no sense of responsibility at the other.