As democracy is perfected, the office of president represents, more and more closely, the inner soul of the people. On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart's desire at last and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron.

... I have always thought of Christmas-time... as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow-passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys.

It is scarcely the same thing to put a man on the moon as to put a bone in your nose.

The best argument against democracy is a five-minute conversation with the average voter.

A "racist" thinks themselves better than other races. An "elitist" thinks they are better than everyone.