The first game of the year is always an in-season adjustment game.

There's no question in my mind: not only am I going to be able to make it through 16 games, I'll make it through another five years.

Work hard, do things the right way, and things will go your way.

You just work at it. You just keep grinding away, keep trying to get better, and if you got the ability, one day you have a chance.

Well, we can't all be Terry Bradshaw.

There comes a point in the game where you gotta make a play or you gotta do something to get your team over the hump, and when that time comes you gotta be able to do it.

Everyone runs their own race.

I think people just like rooting. If they like you, they're going to want to root for you and you're one of theirs. And if they don't like you? It doesn't matter.

I think you use the negative things that happen from the year before - and from other years, too - to spur you to do the things you need to do to take the next step.

I feel like I'm going to be with the Cowboys the rest of my career, definitely. I love it.

Fame is fleeting. That stuff comes and goes. You know, as soon as I play poorly ... you won't be doing this interview--you'll be interviewing the next guy.

You will find rest on Sabbath day for your soul.

Bless yourself with holy water, have Masses said, and so on; by a simple and natural process this will make you believe, and will dull you - will quiet your proudly critical intellect.

I was born in Brazil, I was an American citizen for about 10 years. I thought of myself as a global citizen.

I have no time for babbling foolishness.” “Don’t be so hasty,” said Victor. “There’s always time for babbling.

Ain't no love lost, cause there was never none there.

Consciousness of a fact is not knowing it: if it were, the fish would know more of the sea than the geographers and the naturalists.

Every man who is not a monster, a mathematician, or a mad philosopher, is the slave of some woman or other.

The only riots were the people trying to get tickets.

The melting-pot idea is futile ... The brew in a melting pot is always boiling over.

Darkness, thou first great parent of us all, Thou art our great original!