My mother was one of seven girls whose parents went to bed hungry so their children wouldn't. My father lost his mother when he was nine. He left school and went to work for the next 70 years. They emigrated to America with little more than the hope of a better life.

At twenty a man is full of fight and hope. He wants to reform the world. When he is seventy he still wants to reform the world but he know he can't.

I think my children know that Mother's priority is to be with them first. But I don't think it has to be an either/or situation. Work is very important to me and it wouldn't be in the best interest of my children for me to stay home seven days a week.

I've now been in this country for thirteen years since I was seventeen. So this is my second home.

By the time you get dressed drive out there play 18 holes and come home you've blown seven hours. There are better things you can do with your time.

One in seven Americans lives without health insurance and that's a truly staggering figure.

Seven presidents before him - Democrats and Republicans - tried to expand health care to all Americans. President Obama got it done.

For the amount of money that the country is going to spend this year on health care you can go out and hire a doctor for every seven families in the US and pay the doctor almost $230 000 a year to cover them.

The average healthy well-adjusted adult gets up at seven-thirty in the morning feeling just plain terrible.

I don't understand why Europeans and South Americans can take more sophistication. Why is it that Americans need to hear their happiness major and their tragedy minor and as jazzy as they can handle is a seventh chord? Are they not experiencing complex emotions?