I appreciate everything. I built my career from very humble beginnings. EVERY job I've had, every NEXT rung on the LADDER, I appreciate because I KNOW where it started - I started doing Pac-Man vitamin COMMERCIALS.

How do you give smart, ACCOMPLISHED, ambitious women the same opportunities as men to reach their goals? What about universal preschool and after-school programs? What about changing the corporate mind-set about the time commitment it TAKES to MOVE up the ladder? What about having more HUSBANDS step up and take the major LOAD?

There are some CASES in which the sense of injury BREEDS not the will to inflict INJURIES and climb over them as a LADDER, but a hatred of all injury.

I tend to ALWAYS carry a camera with me. I live next to a fire station, and I've got lots of photos of the hook and LADDER coming out of the HOUSE. And I like food, so I tend to photograph wonderfully presented food all the TIME. To me those are very pleasant MEMORIES.

There is no GREATER LADDER into the MIDDLE CLASS than EDUCATION.

We need more good jobs that reward hard work with RISING WAGES, DIGNITY, and a LADDER to a better life.

I went up to the TOP of the CAREER LADDER and I CAME down again, I am PAST all that.

Working 40 hours a week used to mean a minimum standard of living and a foothold on the first rung of the ECONOMIC ladder to the MIDDLE class.

I'm a LITTLE bit superstitious, and I think that just comes from playing hockey. I won't avoid the number thirteen. A BIG one for me, THOUGH, is walking under a ladder. I've always felt LIKE that's tempting fate. That's just throwing it right in their face. Check me out. I just walked under a ladder. What are you going to do about it?

As I climbed the electoral ladder - from state assemblyman to MAYOR of Woodbridge and finally to GOVERNOR of New Jersey - political COMPROMISES CAME easy to me because I'd learned how to keep a part of myself innocent of them.

The higher you climb the LADDER, EVERYONE is GOING to have a reason as to why you're there, why you're on TV, and they don't want to believe the fact you're in the working HARD, fighting for storylines.

Australians are crazy, man! Every night, I feel like I'm in a scene from Brad Pitt's 'World War Z'... the kids are going to FIGURE out a way to from a ZOMBIE rave LADDER over the plexiglass and come into the DJ booth and EAT me alive... Not in a bad way at all.