As far as missile defense is concerned, a very thorough consultation process is underway.

We made a decision that monetary policy will be made by an independent European Central Bank.

We must take care that globalization does not become something people become afraid of.

There's no conflict between the social-welfare state and open markets.

The euro is a sickly premature infant, the result of an over-hasty monetary union.

I can't let important policy decisions hinge on the fact that an election is coming up every 90 days.

Take the military option off the table - we have already seen it doesn't work.

Any degree of unemployment worries me.

We want to change the way we help unemployed people find jobs. We want to be faster and more goal oriented.

We really believe our national interests are identical with European interests.

Our future begins on January 1 1999. The euro is Europe's key to the 21st century. The era of solo national fiscal and economic policy is over.

In every experience we get to choose either love or fear as a response. Your character is formed by the percentages of those choices, which then forms your life.

Mark my word, the day is coming when it’s going to cost to live for Jesus Christ. We are, more and more, a minority, and that’s exactly what it was like in the first century.

We all do things we desperately wish we could undo. Those regrets just become part of who we are, along with everything else. To spend time trying to change that, well, it's like chasing clouds.

I want to live fast and die young.

Suicide note. "To my friends. My work is done why wait?"

Fortify yourself with a flock of friends! There is always at least one who will understand, inspire, and give you the lift you may need at the time.

I have always believed that a single talented analyst, working very hard, can cover an amazing amount of investment landscape, and this belief remains unchallenged in my mind.

Don't cudgel your brains over my little problems.

I started adding up all the things I couldn't do.

To sit in solemn silence on a dull, dark dock in a pestilential prison with a life-long lock awaiting the sensation of a short, sharp shock from a cheap and chippy chopper on a big, black block.