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?

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

I know plenty of actors smarter than me with better taste than me who love horror movies and love sci-fi and it just doesn't make sense to me.

Every man has problems that only life insurance can solve. In the young man’s case, the problem is to create cash; for the older man, to conserve it.

The key to a sale in an interview, and the key to an interview is a disturbing question.

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?