I'd rather lose and live in Provo than win and live in Laramie

Coming out of BYU's football spring, 1999, practice: We might have a chance to be pretty good.

Those who have succeeded have also had the ability to overcome adversity, disappointment, and even tragedy in their lives.

The goals and successes of my professional life pale in comparison to my personal goals of an eternal family, receiving exaltation and being with the Savior again.

I just feel that you reach a point when its time to move on.

I suspect that these traits-desire, commitment, and good work habits-are important in all facets of our lives. . .

Once I made the commitment to fully live my religion, it was never a problem.

I can't think of anything I would do differently in my life. It would be nice to undo some of my mistakes I made over the years, but then I wouldn't have grown professionally or personally.

Edwards said the greatest moment of his career was winning the national championship. The lowest moment (of my career) happens every time we lose to Utah.

If we have to go through a mental exercise, yes or no, every time we are faced with a tough decision, we will continue to have trouble with living what we supposedly believe.

The difficulty in living our religion is when we haven't totally made the commitment necessary.

The madness of faith is a very different thing from the madness of Enlightenment Reason.

The lonlier your path is, the brighter your future will be.

There is honey in this land sweeter than any I know of, and I have cut cane in places where the dirt itself tasted like sugar, so that's saying a heap.

But you see, that's the gilded prison of fashion. We're riding in private jets, and meantime I was so incredibly, painfully sad and lonely.

It is better to begin in the evening than not at all.

The best remedy for anger is delay.

Maturity is a stage of life when you don't see eye to eye but can walk arm in arm.

Even the bad books I write are satisfying. I'm my least critical reader.

I may contradict myself, but at least I don't contradict myself.

The one I love is the son of the one I hate! -Juliet p. 75