I like the smell of a dunged field, and the tumult of a popular election.

Life takes its own turns, makes its own demands, writes its own story, and along the way, we start to realize we are not the author.

Our great democracies still tend to think that a stupid man is more likely to be honest than a clever man, and our politicians take advantage of this prejudice by pretending to be even more stupid than nature made them.

Can anyone name a president who really had the citizens in mind during the majority of his decisions in office? None of them did, and the current ones don't either. It's all about power, keeping power, and dishing out power to those who throw the most money at them.

Give us what belongs to us in peace, and if you don't give it to us in peace, we will take it by force.

I would rather write a book without a title if my true friend chooses to live in a million dollar home in London and acts foreign.