The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.

I do like to have guns around. I don't like to carry them. But I like - if somebody is going to come into my house and I have not put out the welcome mat, I want to stop them.

Children's talent to endure stems from their ignorance of alternatives.

If somebody is really trying to take your head off with a baseball bat - I don't know how long you're supposed to stand there and turn the other cheek, so he or she can get a better angle at taking your head off.

I have no modesty. Modesty is a learned affectation. It's like decal stuck up on a person.

A woman needs someone she can trust, someone who laughs when she laughs, but who has different ideas so she can learn from and teach to them. She needs someone who will stand up with her and encourage her to be a woman-not just a female. See where you are, admit what you know, and what you need, and search for a sister friend.

Do not be wedded forever to fear, yoked eternally to brutishness.