In Washington, a confidential assistant is someone who, if you don't want to know something, you go and ask him and he won't tell you.

Last night we had three small zucchini for dinner that were grown within fifty feet of our back door. I estimate they cost somewhere in the neighborhood of $371.49 each.

I've learned... That life is tough, but I'm tougher.

It is possible to be dumb and be a college president.

I obviously have a knack for getting on paper what a lot of people have thought and didn't realize they thought. And they say, 'Hey, yeah!' And they like that.

I don't think the government is out to get me or help someone else get me but it wouldn't surprise me if they were out to sell me something or help someone else sell me something. I mean, why else would the Census Bureau want to know my telephone number?

Nothing in fine print is ever good news.