Politics are not the task of a Christian.
We all want to make money.
Jack Ryan: [in the shower] [imitating the Admiral] Jack Ryan: "The average Ruskie, son, don't take a dump without a plan." Wait a minute. We don't have to figure out how to get the crew off the sub. He's already done that, he would have had to. All w...
The composition of a common world would be the definition of politics.
The successful revolutionary is a statesman, the unsuccessful one a criminal.
Idealism is the despot of thought, just as politics is the despot of will.
Politics is a strong and slow boring of hard boards.
Either one lives 'for' politics or one lives 'off' politics.
I know a lot of Disney Channel stars. I hang out with Debbie Ryan. Me and Ryan Newman hang out a lot, and I know a lot of them from 'Friends for Change' - we all meet from there. It's cool. Everybody is like family at Disney Channel. All the stars ar...
Jack Ryan: Where are we going, anyway? Admiral James Greer: Briefing for Jeffrey Pelt, the President's National Security Advisor. Most of the Joint Chiefs will be there, along with a few other people. Jack Ryan: Who's giving the briefing? Admiral Jam...
Ryan Bingham: I thought I was a part of your life. Alex Goran: I thought we signed up for the same thing... I thought our relationship was perfectly clear. You are an escape. You're a break from our normal lives. You're a parenthesis. Ryan Bingham: I...
Craig Gregory: How's the road warrior? Ryan Bingham: Twenty minutes from boarding into a world of bliss. Craig Gregory: Great numbers out of Phoenix. You know Big Auto is going to drop another 10K this month. Ryan Bingham: No kidding? Craig Gregory: ...
Those who stand for nothing fall for anything.
Tradition demands that we not speak poorly of the dead.
Television isn't my career. Business is.
One chance is all you need.
I have a good flavor memory.
Learning patience was not an easy lesson.
I'm not a water guy.
Swimming is one of the hardest sports.
My heart almost vaulted out of my chest. I was snuggled against Ryan’s shoulder. We were burrowed under the cloak and sleeping bag, and my hand rested on his cheek, about to swat the stray hair that had fallen over my face. This wouldn’t have bee...