I spoke to ears that refused to hear. - Ronald Reagan

I was raised to believe that God has a plan for everyone and that seemingly random twists of fate are all a part of His plan. My mother — a small woman with auburn hair and a sense of optimism that ran as deep as the cosmos — told me that everything in life happened for a purpose. She said all things were part of God’s Plan, even the most disheartening setbacks, and in the end, everything worked out for the best. If something went wrong, she said, you didn’t let it get you down: You stepped away from it, stepped over it, and moved on. Later on, she added, something good will happen and you’ll find yourself thinking — “If I hadn’t had that problem back then, then this better thing that did happen wouldn’t have happened to me.

When Carter finally agreed to a debate, the date was set for October 28, one week before the election, and we were delighted. The debate went well for me and may have turned on only four little words. They popped out of my mouth after Carter claimed that I had once opposed Medicare benefits for Social Security recipients. It wasn’t true and I said so: “There you go again . . .

I've noticed that everyone who is for abortion has already been born.