Bartlet: Why're you doing this? You're a player. You're bigger in the Party than I am, Hoynes would make you national chairman. Leo! Tell me this isn't one of the twelve steps.
Leo: That's what it is. Right after admitting we're powerless over alcohol, then a higher power can restore us to sanity. That's where you come in.
Leo: Because I'm tired of it year after year after year after year, having to choose between the lesser of "who cares?" Of trying to get myself excited about a candidate who can speak in complete sentences. Of setting the bar so low, I can hardly look at it. They say a good man can't get elected president. I don't believe that. Do you?
Bartlet: And you think I'm that man.
Bartlet: Doesn't it matter that I'm not as sure?
Leo: Nah. "Act as if ye hath faith, and faith shall be given to you." Put another way, "Fake it till you make it." You did good tonight.
Leo: This is the time of Jed Bartlet, old friend. You're gonna open your mouth and lift houses off the ground. Whole houses, clear off the ground.