This administration here and now declares unconditional war on poverty.

He's a nice guy, but he played too much football with his helmet off.

The final conquest of poverty is within our grasp.

I am a compromiser and maneuverer. I try to get something. That's the way our system works.

Presidents quickly realize that while a single act might destroy the world they live in, no one single decision can make life suddenly better or can turn history around for the good.

Many have no happier moments than those that they pass in solitude, abandoned to their own imagination, which sometimes puts sceptres in their hands or miters on their heads, shifts the scene of pleasure with endless variety, bids all the forms of beauty sparkle before them, and gluts them with every change of visionary luxury.

I cannot say and no man could say that no more will be asked of us.