Your money has never been safe in the government's hands, and it never will be. Governments spend money; it's just their nature.

Truth is treason in the empire of lies.

Foreign aid is taking money from the poor people of a rich country and giving it to the rich people of a poor country.

One thing is clear: The Founding Fathers never intended a nation where citizens would pay nearly half of everything they earn to the government.

During the last campaign I knew what was happening. You know, they mocked me for my foreign policy and they laughed at my monetary policy. No more. No more.

I lean toward a flat tax. But I want to make it real flat, like ZERO.

I am convinced that there are more threats to American liberty within the 10-mile radius of my office on Capitol Hill than there are on the rest of the globe.

Our Constitution, which was intended to limit government power and abuse, has failed.

It is no coincidence that the century of total war coincided with the century of central banking.

We don't have the freedom of speech to talk about the weather. We have the first amendment so we can say some very controversial things.

In a free society, we are supposed to know the truth. In a society where truth becomes treason, we are in big trouble.

Only the debris of wreckage, and not much of that, was left behind by the sharks who fed on tragedy: the fishermen, too, mourned the death of a living child.

Too many words for one book--truth might be stranger than fiction, but it needs a better editor.

Things happen to you they happen. They dont ask first. They dont require your permission.

[My mother] once cooked a ham and later found it in my father's shirt drawer. I am not kidding.

All private plans, all private lives, have been in a sense repealed by an overriding public danger.

All social cooperation on a larger scale than the most intimate social group requires a measure of coercion.

I think that one thing I have learned as a freshman is that it is really important to collaborate.

He should be the one to die, part of me thinks. I don't want to lose him, another part argues. I don't know which part to believe.

I love my fellow creatures - I do all the good I can - yet everybody says I'm such a disagreeable man!

Why didn't someone tell me that I can become a Christian and settle the doubts afterward?