You gotta eat lightning and crap thunder!
I've earned this microphone. No one gave this to me. I've earned this microphone. I use it each day to enter the arena of ideas, and do whatever I can to persuade you to agree with me.
What does it say about the college co-ed Sandra Fluke, who goes before a congressional committee and essentially says that she must be paid to have sex. . .
For government to give, it must first take away.
I come from a long ago era where men could be men and stereotypical humor didn't offend anybody.
There's nobody who knows the left better than I know 'em. I know the left like I know every square inch of my gloriously naked body, not just the back of my hand. I know them. I know them better than they know themselves because they refuse to be honest about who they are really are and what they really believe, but I am.
Donald Trump is not intimidated by the media, and he's not frightened by them, and in fact he loves toying with them. You know, while they're sitting there wringing their hands and taking things so seriously and it's the end of the world, Trump is laughing and having the greatest time.
A perfect smile is too often missing from the faces of the world. If cricket can provide more smiles, it is doing its job.
I really believe in constantly trying to find and support new ways of watching independent art, because the old ways are not working as well.
I don't know much about auctions. I sometimes go to previews and see art sardined into ugly rooms. I've gawked at the gaudy prices, and gaped at well-clad crowds of happy white people conspicuously spending hundreds of millions of dollars.
By working to get away from your circumstance you can make something better of yourself, but there’s no guarantee. . . But you know what? The joy of it is chasing that dream.