I do not sell life insurance. I sell money. I sell dollars for pennies apiece. My dollars cost 3 cents per dollar per year.

You are already broke and don't even know it.

If you're starting to lose your faith in the general intelligence of the American populous, there's nothing like them mistaking pop culture for Van Gogh as a sign that people still read their history books and care about art.

You've got a problem. Part of what you own isn't yours. It belongs to Uncle Sam. May I show you how much belongs to Uncle Sam?

Unfortunately, my career is increasingly leading me into rooms where everybody is funny.

Life insurance is time. The time a man might not have. If he needs time, he needs life insurance.

Youll have the same problems when I walk out, as you had when I walked in... unless you let me take your problems with me.