Even a little dog can piss on a big building.

The middle of the road is for yellow lines and dead armadillos.

The opposite for courage is not cowardice, it is conformity. Even a dead fish can go with the flow.

The issue isn't just jobs. Even slaves had jobs. The issue is wages.

Populism is not a style, it's a people's rebellion against the iron grip that big corporations have on our country - including our economy, government, media, and environment.

The corporations don't have to lobby the government anymore. They are the government.

Some people say we need a third party. I wish we had a second one.

Even a dead fish can go with the flow.

Do something. If it doesn't work, do something else. No idea is too crazy.

Like NASCAR race drivers or PGA golfers, why not require each of the [US presidential] candidates to cover their clothing, briefcases and staff with the logo patches of their corporate sponsors?

The only difference between a pigeon and the American farmer today is that a pigeon can still make a deposit on a John Deere.

Every time you hurt my heart, you are actually making it stronger.

The greatest way to ensure your company’s failure is to appoint leaders who see a divide between themselves and the team

When they do let them sustain on screen from head to toe, though, then you know they must think the person is a good dancer.

If Robert Benchley and Dorothy Parker had teamed up to write epic fantasy, something like Split Heirs might have resulted.

The best thing a person can be is of-some-use.

Our minds possess by nature an insatiable desire to know the truth.

I carry a notebook full of sketches of pictures I want to take - they are really scruffy sketches, but at least I am going out there with a clear objective.

I am tired of looking on what is, One might as well see beauty never more, As look upon it with an empty eye. I would this world were over. I am tired.

We rarely think of the air we breathe, yet it is in us and around us all the time. In similar fashion, the presence of God penetrates us, is all around us, is always embracing us.

It is only those who never think at all, or else who have accustomed themselves to blood invariably on abstract ideas, that ever feel ennui.