Jeb Bush is my friend. I think he’d make a great president. I’ve nudged him for some time.
We ought to be judged on how many laws we repeal.
We spend more money on antacids than we do on politics.
In this time of challenge, I am asking the prime minister to address Congress on the grave threats radical Islam and Iran pose to our security and way of life.
Just because you have a right to do something in America does not mean it is the right thing to do.
Clearly while the president is overseas, he’s at a conference and while the president is overseas I think it’s appropriate that people not be critical of him or our country.
But, you know, I’m presiding over an institution that was designed not to work.
I always believe when your political opponents are committing suicide, there’s no reason to murder them.
They pushed us into the fight to defund Obamacare and shut down the government. And the day before the government reopened, one of these groups said, ‘Well, we never thought it would work.’ Are you kidding me?!
I’m what you’d call a regular guy with a big job.
During the 1990s, world leaders looked at the mounting threat of terrorism, looked up, looked away, and hoped the problem would go away.
Well, any good comeback needs some true believers.
Since its first day as a nation, Israel has lived under a cloud of aggression from militant extremists and hostile neighboring governments.
They know the importance of their mission and of America’s commitment to combating and defeating terrorism abroad, and they know that they are making a real difference in bringing freedom to a part of the world that has known only tyranny.
The American people probably aren’t going to fall in love with Mitt Romney.
You could be a total moron and get elected just by having an R next to your name – and that year, by the way, we did pick up a fair number in that category.
The mark of a good leader is to prepare those who will succeed you.
Get the right people on the bus, and then find them the right seat.
A leader without followers is just a man out taking a walk.
This was back in the days when Mitt was the next great conservative hope, before the rabble-rousers decided he wasn’t a big enough lunatic for their liking.