They smile that smile, they bat those eyes. They steal with hello, they kill you with goodbye. They're the perfect drug. As you're walking away, you hear that sweet voice, 'Stay.

Words have their own hierarchy, their own protocol, their own artistic titles, their own plebeian stigmas.

Do you pray for the senators, Dr. Hale?' someone asked the chaplain. No, I look at the senators and I pray for the country.

Among the many short cuts to science, we badly need someone to teach us the art of learning with difficulty.

I started doing pot jokes, and I noticed that audiences invariably love pot jokes. Even people who don't smoke pot think it's a funny subject.

A law is valuable not because it is law, but because there is right in it.

Sentimentality, the ostentatious parading of excessive and spurious emotion, is the mark of dishonesty, the inability to feel.

Luck, you see, brings bitter friends.

...When we are waiting upon God to bless us, we should stir up ourselves to bless him.

Why should we grope among the dry bones of the past? The sun shines today also.

We have no desire to make anybody look like a blithering idiot, but we do love it when they do.