If he continues like this then I think Messi will be the best player in the history of football.

I’d love to be faster. Physically I’m limited, but I’ve survived by using my head.

Favourite stadium? I have good memories of my CL debut at Old Trafford, spectacular atmosphere. The Theatre of Dreams, as they say.

In the last 15 to 20 years the best central midfielder that I have seen - the most complete - is SCHOLES

There are two types of football - there's physical football and football talent.

Some teams can't or don't pass the ball. What are you playing for? What's the point? That's not football. Combine, pass, play. That's football - for me, at least.

In futsal, you see whether a player is really talented. You notice the small details in quality, class and tactical understanding.

Maybe one small regret is that I never got to play with Paul Scholes - but I was never going to leave Barcelona and he was never going to leave Manchester United.

In football, the result is an impostor. You can do things really, really well but not win. There's something greater than the result, more lasting - a legacy.

I liked the Paul Ince and Roy Keane partnership Manchester United had. They would have been my team had I moved to England.

Celtic, like Barcelona, are more than a football club. Our clubs are a symbol of a culture and community that has not always been made welcome in their respective countries.

Good authors worry about genres great authors don't.

Boredom is a positive attitude's enemy.

Often, we melt into our ecstasies as though they were jams, as though we were sinking into syrupy bowls of gooseberries, of raspberries, of bilberries.

We would turn everything into songs in those days...A lot of people think "Alice's Restaurant" was an anti-war song. It's not.

Heritage saves no one.

You think you are somebody and that is where the problem begins. You're really not somebody, you're everybody. You objectify yourself into thinking that you are a particular state of being.

But I must own that I also felt stirred by an unselfish desire to voice all the joys and sorrows, the hopes and ambitions, of the American Negro, in classic musical form.

You only see what your eyes want to see. How can life be what you want it to be?

We must face what we fear; that is the case of the core of the restoration of health.

Zen is like soap. First you wash with it, and then you wash off the soap.