Convention is the ruler of all.
Call on literary convention, and it will gladly tell your story for you.
Words without deeds violates the moral and legal obligation we have under the genocide convention but, more importantly, violates our sense of right and wrong and the standards we have as human beings about looking to care for one another.
If you are going to kill the families of terrorists, realize that there's something called the Geneva Convention we're going to have to pull out of. It would defy every norm that is America.
You can expect to see a robust discussion and representation of those issues throughout the convention program. Not just from the nominee, but through other vehicles as well. Expect to see the African-American community, the Latino community, the LGBT community, and others represented on stage and in the substance of our policies throughout the week.
It is convention and arbitrary rewards which make all the merit and demerit of what we call vice and virtue.
Convention is like the shell to the chick, a protection till he is strong enough to break it through.
The Convention thought it wrong to admit in the Constitution the idea that there could be property in men.
If you let Barnum & Bailey interpret a plot by Stendahl, it might come out to be something like the 1972 Democratic convention.
It is not difficult to be unconventional in the eyes of the world when your unconventionality is but the convention of your set.
Our friends at the Republican convention were more than happy to talk about everything they think is wrong with America, but they didn't have much to say about how they'd make it right. They want your vote, but they don't want you to know their plan.
The attributes of liminality are necessarily ambiguous. . . Liminal entities are neither here nor there; they are betwixt and between the positions assigned and arrayed by law, custom, convention and ceremonial.
The convention missionaries call "modesty" has no standard, and cannot have one, because it is opposed to nature and reason and is therefore an artificiality and subject to anybody's whim - anybody's diseased caprice.
The media. It sounds like a convention of spiritualists.
I have more folds than an origami convention.
One does not succeed by sticking to convention.
I know animals more gallant than the African warthog, but none more courageous. He is the peasant of the plains - the drab and dowdy digger in the earth. He is the uncomely but intrepid defender of family, home, and bourgeois convention, and he will fight anything of any size that intrudes upon his smug existence. . . . His eyes are small and lightless and capable of but one expression - suspicion. What he does not understand, he suspects, and what he suspects, he fights.
We didn't discover our values in a poll taken a week before the convention.
I like taking genres and subverting them. I did that with In the Valley of Elah. I said, "Okay, this is just a murder mystery. Relax. " And then, two thirds of the way through, I broke every convention of a murder mystery.
I have not heard a report of thousands of people in the convention center who don't have food and water.