“I think I will serve as secretary of state as my last public position.”

I want to teach. I want to speak. I want to travel.

I’m undaunted in my quest to amuse myself by constantly changing my hair.

Hard men present hard choices – none more so than Vladimir Putin, the President of Russia.

Motown, Motown, that’s my era. Those are my people.

I respect the Congress’s oversight responsibility.

I sometimes think that I didn’t leave the Republican Party, as much as it left me.

I feel like every day, every minute I have to make the most of.

The Russians and the Chinese have been absolutely clear they don’t want to see Iran with a nuclear weapon.

You show people what you’re willing to fight for when you fight your friends.

I’ve had extraordinary good luck with my health, other than a broken elbow.

There is a hunger for the United States to be present again.

We have to knock down the barriers erected by greed, special interests, powerful forces.

There is nothing fast or easy about diplomacy. I have no illusions about that.

On some campuses, change is effected through nonviolent or even violent means.

The deck is still stacked in favor of those already at the top. And there’s something wrong with that. There’s something wrong when CEOs make 300 times more than the typical worker.

You have to test your ideas in a public forum.

Death is a stripping away of all that is not you. The secret of life is to “die before you die” and find that there is no death.

I’m not meant to be your midnight secret, I deserve to be loved in the daylight.

You’re the secret whisper of the mountain. The fresh water stream that babbles down the majestic moonlit reverie. You’re the silent hush of screaming stars that ache my heart with the taste of magic.

We are who we hang out with. Hang with happy people & live a happy life. That’s a secret I learned at a very young age.

I don’t have any secrets I need kept any more.

The more I spoke of it, the faster it slipped away from me.

If people are their deepest thoughts and darkest secrets, I’m convinced that no one really knows anybody.

Under the shadow of your skin, I find ancient secrets. They are now the truths I crave.