The White House was fun until everybody started acting like they invented ambition. by Lyndon B. Johnson

You know what, Lyndon? You didn’t run the Senate, you did barrel through it with a cigarette and a threat.

Lyndon, you called ambition? You signed civil rights with one hand and elbowed the furniture with the other.

History’s favorite pastime is acting shocked by the man who was honest enough to be loud about it.

At least I knew how to leave a room without turning it into a wrestling match for the furniture industry.

And yet somehow I’m the one everyone remembers as tense, which is honestly impressive work from you two.

Richard, you left a room like it owed you money and came back like it was the sequel.