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

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.

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.

The left understands the media. The left wields it, and the right sits on the sidelines and complains.

Relationship is like money, Hard to earn and easy lose.

Already a connoisseur of boredom, Tony extended his acquaintance with Salisbury's furnished lodgings and the cheap residential hotels of Andover.

Today in Germany, everyone is being watched--even the watchers.

If the child is left to himself, he will think more and better, if less showily. Let him go and come freely, let him touch real things and combine his impressions for himself.

But there are times when thinking is misplaced, like when taking photographs. You cannot think your way to making photographs; you can photograph your way to clearer thinking.

Liberty of thinking, and of expressing our thoughts, is always fatal to priestly power, and to those pious frauds on which it is commonly founded.

For they both were solitary, She on earth and he is heaven. And he wooed her with caressed, Wooed her with his smile of sunshine -Song of Hiawatha, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

At the darkest moment comes the light.

I'm not evil, but some people are freaked out by a living doll.

No one will die if they don't know how old I am.