I'd like to win a championship for the Steelers and for myself to shove down Detroits throat.

My only request is that I draw my last dollar and my last breath at the exact same moment.

I never really lost a game in my career, sometimes I just ran out of time.

The secret to a happy life is to run out of cash and air at the same time.

I never lost a game. I just ran out of time.

I believe the devil exists in those little, seemingly unnoticeable moments when we choose to value our own insecurities over the service of others.

You commit yourself to such a level where there is no compromise. You give everything you have, everything, absolutely everything.

Coroners' inquests by learned societies can't make Shakespeare a dead man.

Our accepting what we are must always inhibit our being what we ought to be.

You'd be safe to hold 5% of your assets and savings in gold and silver. Insurance for the future.

Do I remain a revolutionary? Intellectually -- without a doubt. But am I prepared to give my body to the struggle or even my comforts? This is what I puzzle about.

I think all teenagers feel alone, and that nobody else knows what they are going through and all that sort of stuff.

Lost really has two disparate meanings. Losing things is about the familiar falling away, getting lost is about the unfamiliar appearing.

The only thing that matters, at the end of a stay on earth, is how well did we love, what was the quality of our love?

You've got to look for a gap, where competitors in a market have grown lazy and lost contact with the readers or the viewers.