We are all the President's men.

If you do not know where you are going, every road will get you nowhere

Accept everything about yourself - I mean everything, You are you and that is the beginning and the end - no apologies, no regrets.

Who controls the food supply controls the people; who controls the energy can control whole continents; who controls money can control the world.

Control oil and you control nations; control food and you control the people.

World population needs to be decreased by 50%

Democracy is too important to leave up to the votes of the people.

This country cannot afford to tear itself apart on a partisan basis on issues so vital to our national security.

It is one of history's ironies that Communism, advertised as a classless society, tended to breed a privileged class of feudal proportions.

It is not a matter of what is true that counts, but a matter of what is perceived to be true.

America has no permanent friends or enemies, only interests.

They said I was a valued customer, now they send me hate mail.

True inner joy is self-created.It does not depend on outer circumstances.A river is flowing in and through you carrying the message of joy.This divine joy is the sole purpose of life.

It is not the enactment, but the observance of laws, that creates the character of a nation.

My valleys are higher than most people's peaks. I stay at that level.

When you work on a graphic novel or a film with people you've been together through a lot and you've exposed your secrets and weaker sides to each other.

The basic problem is with the business model of journalism. That business model is premised on the idea that talk is cheap and reporting is expensive.

If you set to work to believe everything, you will tire out the believing-muscles of your mind, and then you'll be so weak you won't be able to believe the simplest true things.

You are all right on time, except for the fact that time is the enemy of us all, and especially of the writer.

I think Donald Trump is going to surprise a lot of people.

Spring, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king; Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring, Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing. Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!