When I was a teenager, I was so dumb my mamma knocked me off the porch with a broom. You wish you had so good a mamma.

You are one of a kind, one in a billion, an incredible unique individual. The problem is, so is everybody else.

There are all kinds of smiles. On the football field I mostly used the one where the hawk spots the dove.

How are you going to do great things if you are not committed to your work.

The only rules not meant to be broken are those of love and virtue.

How can you possibly be sympathetic to every fool on the planet? Just the other day, I heard a man whining about his hopeless love of cross-dressing. Call me unenlightened, but I started to laugh.

The only thing Native Americans ever did better than the rest of us is spirituality. Of course, that's everything, isn't it?