I'm an aggressive person.

I did this within a philosophical framework, and a moral and legal framework. And I have been turned into a cartoon of the greatest villain in the history of lobbying.

Words will not be able to ever express how sorry I am for this, and I have profound regret and sorrow for the multitude of mistakes and harm I have caused.

It's very difficult for felons to live in society.

Access is vital in lobbying. If you can't get in your door, you can't make your case.

If you make the choice to serve the public, public service, then serve the public, not yourself.

As a result, I've been portrayed as a cynical barbarian preying on the very clients I was charged to defend.

Well, I think the great tragedy in American politics is what is legal, not what is illegal.

In Hollywood, they put the knife in your front; in D.C., they put it in your back. I found far fewer duplicitous people in Hollywood.

In my religion it's actually better to know you're doing wrong and try to improve that wrong than to think philosophically that what you're doing is right and in fact it is wrong.

If I read the articles about me, and I didn't know me, I would think I was Satan.

Habits decide who you become permanently, what you do daily and what you have always.

Surely there is something in the unruffled calm of nature that overawes our little anxieties and doubts

Prayer is communion with God. It’s fellowship, relationship, and intimacy with Him.

The livelihood of the restaurant is dependent upon getting the word out. There's so much more competition. You can do an event every week and not cook at all.

It is a singular fact that most men of action incline to the theory of fatalism, while the greater part of men of thought believe in providence.

Man is afraid to attain what he longs for, just as subconsciously he longs for what he is afraid of.

You are bound, my hunch is, to make it just fine.

Why do I have to pay a reconnect fee when you all made the mistake?

People are like books, unknown until they are opened.

O momentary grace of mortal men, Which we more hunt for than the grace of God!