I was a comfort factor. I’m not a hustler.

I was a comfort factor. I’m not a hustler.

No, no, no. Dick Cheney forbade me to waste time on his image. I would have liked to have done more.

I am not a total, complete nitwit when it comes to selling books. I promise you there will be unexpected things. Some of them I don’t know yet. She’s writing it all herself.

Follow me if I advance, kill me if I retreat, avenge me if I die.

He who looks in the crystal ball ends up eating glass… They’re way, way close.