“My worst expectations never happened.”

Nobody likes, you know, the ugly parts of politics.

The personal things should be left out of, in my opinion, out of platforms and conventions.

I really loved living in the White House, but I don’t miss it at all.

I’m a great believer that the most important years are the sort of early years but the preschool years and then into the first and second grades. If you get a good base in the first and second grade and you can read, you can do anything.

I think the country has had enough Bushes.

I want to still be able to garden while I can bend over.

But why should we hear about body bags and deaths, and how many, what day it’s gonna happen, and how many this or what do you suppose? Or, I mean, it’s not relevant. So, why should I waste my beautiful mind on something like that?

The home is the child’s first school, the parent is the child’s first teacher, and reading is the child’s first subject.

There are a lot of ways to serve, and being president is not the only one, and I would hope that someone else would run.

If human beings are perceived as potentials rather than problems, as possessing strengths instead of weaknesses, as unlimited rather that dull and unresponsive, then they thrive and grow to their capabilities.

I really feel very strongly that the person who runs for office is the courageous one, and the one who everybody has to know.

Raising five boys is a handful, trust me.

Well, look at what people are doing for returned veterans now. The wounded warriors. They’re working hard to make the wounded veterans feel that they are loved and welcomed home, unlike Vietnam. It was not a very kind, gentle world then. I think we are kinder and gentler.

And so many of the people in the arena here, you know, were underprivileged anyway, so this is working very well for them.

Some people give time, some money, some their skills and connections, some literally give their life’s blood . . . but everyone has something to give.

Believe in something larger than yourself … to get involved in some of the big ideas of our time.

I have really tried my best to ignore any double standard. I can’t control the expectations of other people. I can control my attitude and my energy, and that’s always been very positive.

Love is giving with no expectations…Love cures, heals, and rewards two people: the lover and the beloved.

Always do one thing less than you think you can do.

If you have an over-preoccupation with perception and trying to please people’s expectations, then you can go mad.

You can’t live someone else’s expectations in life. It’s a recipe for disaster.

I guess I’ll never measure up to anyone’s expectations. I surely don’t measure up to what I’d like to be.

I find it really interesting that people are shocked by the raw, natural representation of a woman and a man’s body.

People who believe in a divine creator, trying to live their lives in obedience to his supposed wishes and in expectation of a supposed eternal reward, are victims of the greatest confidence trick of all time.