I have a Father's Day every day.

Never tell a secret to a bride or a groom; wait until they have been married longer.

Luck? I don't know anything about luck. I've never banked on it and I'm afraid of people who do. Luck to me is something else: Hard work - and realizing what is opportunity and what isn't.

Love is not weakness. It is strong. Only the sacrament of marriage can contain it.

Never underestimate the power of jealousy and the power of envy to destroy. Never underestimate that.

All things are difficult before they are easy.

An economist is an expert who will know tomorrow why the things he predicted yesterday didn't happen today.

New Year's Day is every man's birthday.

There are no great limits to growth because there are no limits of human intelligence, imagination, and wonder.

All of us every single year, we're a different person. I don't think we're the same person all our lives.

Effort only fully releases its reward after a person refuses to quit.

It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt.

We all have ability. The difference is how we use it.

After 45 years of marriage, when I have an argument with my wife, if we don't agree, we do what she wants. But, when we agree, we do what I want!

Luck is a dividend of sweat. The more you sweat, the luckier you get.

I can definitely say the older I've got the better I've become at being a dad and a husband.

If you think about a Thanksgiving dinner, it's really like making a large chicken.

Thanksgiving just gets me all warm and tingly and all kinds of wonderful inside.

Dick Clark will be truly missed. We will carry on his legacy every New Year's Eve.

Our work is the presentation of our capabilities.

Hold yourself responsible for a higher standard than anybody expects of you. Never excuse yourself.

Thanksgiving, man. Not a good day to be my pants.

I wake up every morning at nine and grab for the morning paper. Then I look at the obituary page. If my name is not on it, I get up.

What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls a butterfly.