Since when have we Americans been expected to bow submissively to authority and speak with awe and reverence to those who represent us?
A dog is like a liberal. He wants to please everybody. A cat really doesn't need to know that everybody loves him.
The fact that logic cannot satisfy us awakens an almost insatiable hunger for the irrational.
It is remarkable how easily children and grown-ups adapt to living in a dictatorship organised by lunatics.
The really clever people now want to be lawyers or journalists.
I'm starting to realize that people are beginning to want to know about me. It's a jolly strange idea.
Personally, I think universities are finished. So much rubbish gets taught.
I have been in private law practice in New York City, where my husband and I are raising our children.
I never have known a man of ordinary common-sense who did not urge upon his sons, from earliest childhood, doctrines of economy and the practice of accumulation.
Joint-stock companies are yet in their infancy, and incorporated capital, instead of being a thing which can be overturned, is a thing which is becoming more and more indispensable.
I have before me a newspaper slip on which a writer expresses the opinion that no one should be allowed to possess more than one million dollars' worth of property.
If I want to be free from any other man's dictation, I must understand that I can have no other man under my control.
Civil liberty is the status of the man who is guaranteed by law and civil institutions the exclusive employment of all his own powers for his own welfare.
We throw all our attention on the utterly idle question whether A has done as well as B, when the only question is whether A has done as well as he could.
Socialism proposes no adequate substitute for the motive of enlightened selfishness that today is at the basis of all human labor and effort, enterprise and new activity.
I think I might as well give up being a candidate. There are so many people in the country who don't like me.
I'll be damned if I am not getting tired of this. It seems to be the profession of a President simply to hear other people talk.
The pigeon here is a beautiful bird, of a delicate bronze colour, tinged with pink about the neck, and the wings marked with green and purple.
I consider nothing low but ignorance, vice, and meanness, characteristics generally found where the animal propensities predominate over the higher sentiments.
Melbourne is wonderfully altered since I last saw it. There are some very fair buildings in it now, and things are a little cheaper than they used to be.
Mama exhorted her children at every opportunity to 'jump at the sun.' We might not land on the sun, but at least we would get off the ground.
