Donald Trump is not a jerk. He's a friend of ours.

My children are 12, 12, 8, and 7, which is bad idea, bad idea, bad idea, bad idea, for mom going inside.

I went out on my own, years ago, to try to create some additional choices in a parallel universe.

Donald Trump just has always elevated women to the highest echelons.

I never knew I was so stupid or so ugly until there was social media.

Do you think I ran a campaign where white supremacists had a platform? Are you gonna look me in the face and tell me that?

We know there are lots of leaks everywhere. There's nothing we can do about that, except not leak ourselves.

I want to talk about things that are quantifiable, not a bunch of metro riders and crowd sizes.

Usually based on an economic agenda, white working-class voters don't buy into this whole biology-chemistry-abortion-gender agenda as much as they want more take-home pay. They want affordability.

When I see Twitter feeds, when I see words that are people are using to describe Donald Trump, it is incredibly disrespectful to the office.

Hold us accountable. There's no accountability in Washington. Drain the swamp.

I love you, " he said, his voice catching. "When I thought you were going to die, I wanted to die.

If the greatest loss of his life is the loss of a dream he's always known to be a dream, then he's among the fortunate ones.

A few fly bites cannot stop a spirited horse.

Wouldn't it be nice to say to people we meet, "I know something good about you, " and then treat them that way? (author unknown)

America is the only country in the world where you can suffer culture shock without leaving home.

Sexism and racism are parallel problems. You can compare them in some ways, but they're not at all the same. But they're both symptoms inside the white male power structure.

That thou remember them, some claim as debt; I think it mercy, if thou wilt forget.

As with most consensual crimes, this prohibition of hemp is both silly and sinister.

I've succeeded as far as I'm concerned - I don't feel that I have any cliffs I could fall over anytime soon.

(Home is) a place we carry inside ourselves, a place where we welcome the unfamiliar because we know that as time passes it will become the very bedrock of our being.