I've been dyslexic and had Attention Deficit Disorder at some time in my life. I still read with a highlighter, but I've always loved to read.

If all I get is a little controversy for speaking the truth, if I did less, I would not be worth living.

Everybody is determined by his own experience.

I was raised that way: don't get mad, get smart.

My daddy was determined to make me a dentist and a baseball player. And I loved my daddy but I wasted four years of college trying to do what he wanted me to do, and not what I felt I wanted to do.

Once the Xerox copier was invented, diplomacy died.

Can wealth give happiness? look around and see, what gay distress! what splendid misery! Whatever fortunes lavishly can pour, the mind annihilates and calls for more.