Yeah, it's nice to look up to people, but the more you try to be somebody else, the less you are of yourself.

Winners, I am convinced, imagine their dreams first. They want it with all their heart and expect it to come true. There is, I believe, no other way to live.

When the game is over I just want to look at myself in the mirror, win or lose, and know I gave it everything I had.

Don't complain about not getting a chance and then be unprepared when you finally do.

Cause there's only one reason for doing anything that you set out to do. If you don't want to be the best, then there's no reason going out and trying to accomplish anything.

Confidence is a very fragile thing.

Always be prepared to start.

Some guys practice like all-Americans but they can't play!

I started a business with two guys I played with, Ronnie Lott and Harris Barton: Champion Ventures, it's a fund of funds. We have $400 million or so under management.

In sports... you play from the time you're eight years old, and then you're done forever.

Especially in football, it is not a QB's game... even though the media likes to make it into that - it takes the whole team.

When what you believe, intend, feel and act comes in alignment ‘Magic’ happens!

Given my age, I am pretty near the end, probably, of my career as a writer, a scholar, a teacher. And I wanted to speak of things I will not be able to do.

Its likely that a general pattern of behavior among threatened human societies is to become more blindered, rather than more focused on the crisis, as they fall.

There is never any peace for those who resist God.

Pan, who and what art thou?" he cried huskily. "I'm youth, I'm joy," Peter answered at a venture, "I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg.

The noise that we can expect in the future will only increase and we'll be wishing for rural Portugal or something like that.

Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance?

Some want prayer in school, some want condoms. Printing prayers on condoms satisfies nobody.

My capacity for invention is flash hot stark, I thought. Sucker sunshade. Disembodied radar-reconnaissance. Not to mention Bitter Chocolate Death and Killer Zebras. Pity about the rest of me.

raised' consciousness means lifelong bumping up against a continually receding ceiling. I mean, who ever 'graduates'?