We have to be realistic. If we don't win, life will continue.

In football, like in life, you must learn to play within the rules of the game.

We'll take what the other team gives us. We'll scratch where it itches.

Welcome to the Salvation Army. I've never been associated with an offense so nice about giving the ball away.

How can a coach have any influence over a player that's making over five times more than he is?

The people who run a university are far more qualified and intelligent in handling people than someone who inherited his money and used it to buy a pro team.

When it's football season, I'm all football.

You can't control people. You must understand them. You have to know where they're coming from, their beliefs and values, what turns them off, what they're against.

You just witnessed an old-fashioned rump kicking.

I'll be here in my home with three big screens. I'll be watching three games at a time, and when they're over, I'll look at three more.

I learned a great many things in the Marines that helped me as a football coach. The Marines train men hard and to do things the right way, just as a football team must train.

The path to success is to take massive, determined action.

No one has any right to tell you that the way you perceive yourself is wrong. Because by doing so, they also discourage the person you aspire to be.

Decide the type of person you want to be, and when others aren’t looking, unique up on them.

I can walk without shoes and live without cloths, but I cannot live without dignity even for a second.

Try to come to a place where you accept your own imperfections. Where it‟s okay to be less than perfect. Because you are less than perfect

Where I'm from, there's two things you don't mess with. You don't mess with a man's woman, or his hat DON'T TOUCH A MAN'S HAT!

There is nothing like death to say what is always such an artificial thing to say: The End.

I'm lucky enough that directors sometimes seek me out for little projects that people don't even know about, that just surface later on.

Pleasantness was the machismo of the Midwest. There was something athletic about it. You flexed your face into a smile and let it hover there like the dare of a cat.

What prayer could be more true before God the Father than that which the Son, who is Truth, uttered with His own lips?