We ought to see far enough into a hypocrite to see even his sincerity.

How is it they live in such harmony the billions of stars - when most men can barely go a minute without declaring war in their minds about someone they know.

Idealism is the noble toga that political gentlemen drape over their will to power.

The road to ruin is always in good repair and the travellers pay the expense of it.

Sporadic thoughts will pop into my head and I'll have to go write something down and the next thing you know I've written a whole song in an hour.

The happy people are failures because they are on such good terms with themselves they don't give a damn.

Thanks to my solid academic training today I can write hundreds of words on virtually any topic without possessing a shred of information which is how I got a good job in journalism.

The American people I talk to don't spend every moment thinking 'How can I tax my neighbor more than they're being taxed?' They say 'How can I get a good job? How can my kids get good jobs? How can seniors have a confidence in their future when they know that Social Security Medicare and Medicaid are bankrupt?'

Who loves a garden loves a greenhouse too.

[Critics of the reforms are unlikely to be assuaged and they will raise many of their concerns again when the reform bill returns to the Commons in October before heading to the Lords. Its architects might do well to reflect on another quote from one of Woodrow Wilson's contemporaries.] There's nothing wrong with change ... if it's in the right direction.

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