When Dad made a decision, whether it was about family or his own career, the majority of the time, it was for the long term, not the short term.

Spreading manure is a great way of bringing yourself down to earth.

It's bad enough on a first date trying not to say something dumb without having three Secret Service guys with you.

Dad knew how to disagree without being disagreeable or rude.

There's this new band that just started with us called the Dave Matthews Band. My God! I mean, I like those guys. Plus, Dave Matthews looks just like Forrest Gump.

Fidel is a Marxist-Leninist. I am not. Fidel is an atheist. I am not. One day, we discussed God and Christ. I told Castro, I am a Christian. I believe in the Social Gospels of Christ. He doesn't. Just doesn't. More than once, Castro told me that Venezuela is not Cuba, and we are not in the 1960s.

I never lost my faith.

To one who has faith, no explanation is necessary. To one without faith, no explanation is possible.