I celebrated Thanksgiving in an old-fashioned way. I invited everyone in my neighborhood to my house we had an enormous feast and then I killed them and took their land.

To know one's self is wisdom but not to know one's neighbors is genius.

As I visited the various neighborhoods in the campaign I learned fast that it's a mistake to think that all of the wisdom and possible solutions to our problems are available only in this building.

Every nation whose affairs betray a want of wisdom and stability may calculate on every loss which can be sustained from the more systematic policy of its wiser neighbors.

What a cruel thing war is... to fill our hearts with hatred instead of love for our neighbors.

Allow the president to invade a neighboring nation whenever he shall deem it necessary to repel an invasion and you allow him to do so whenever he may choose to say he deems it necessary for such a purpose - and you allow him to make war at pleasure.

We live in the country. I'm a redneck. No ha-ha. I live in L.A. County but more in the hills. Not in the fancy kind! Trust me whatever you do you do not want to come to my neighborhood!

I grew up in a neighborhood in Baltimore that was like a war zone so I never learned to trust that there were people who could help me.

When a citizen gives his suffrage to a man of known immorality he abuses his trust he sacrifices not only his own interest but that of his neighbor he betrays the interest of his country.

All the blessings we enjoy are Divine deposits committed to our trust on this condition that they should be dispensed for the benefit of our neighbors.