I don't think there's ever a time where I step back and say I wish I was something different. I'm doing what I love to do.

Dreams are so important. You need to have big goals and expect a lot of yourself but you have to enjoy the ride too.

I promise to play for the logo on the front, not the name on the back

It didn't feel like it was anything too major, but if you had to look at one hit that would be it.

I try to stay pretty level-headed and just do what I have to do.

Wouldn’t it be amazing, getting up everyday and playing; doing something that you love to do?

Love isn't lying, it's loose in a lady who lingers, saying she is lost, and choking on hello.

I've always had a passion for hockey, ... That's the key. You can't be putting in time. You have to enjoy doing what you do.

Individual honors and scoring championships are great, but my No. 1 goal is to win the Stanley Cup.

I want to be the best. So whatever comes with that, I have to accept it.

I am putting pressure on myself to do my best and perform to my potential.

By your behavior you send signals on how people should treat you

I have nothing but contempt for the kind of governor who is afraid, for whatever reason, to follow the course that he knows is best for the State.

Surround yourself with people who take their work seriously, but not themselves, those who work hard and play hard.

I am willing to serve my country, but do not wish to sacrifice the brave men under my command.

The present is the past rolled up for action, and the past is the present unrolled for understanding.

I think dialects should be left alone. People should write in whatever dialect they feel they want to write. In the fullness of time, these dialects will sort themselves out.

As a writer, you owe it to yourself not to get stuck in a rut of looking at the world in a certain way.

I'm talkin' about us, the new slaves, the people who love fashion. I'm talking about us, you know? 'Cause I'm a slave to it. I love it.

Competition is enjoyable only when it is a means to perfect one’s skills; when it becomes an end in itself, it ceases to be fun.

there isn't enough of anything as long as we live. But at intervals a sweetness appears and, given a chance prevails.