A choice is an act of god, malevolent or loving is your will, free until conflicting with others who share this power, a true collision of good and evil.

Before the deed comes the thought. Before the achievement comes the dream. Every mountain we climb, we first climb in our mind.

Instead of the god of security, we bow to the greater god of freedom, the freedom to take risks and master danger in order to be intensely alive.

When I was a freshman at Oklahoma in 1946, the game was sold out - and it's been sold out ever since.

Climbing is a great game-great not in spite of the demands it makes, but because of them. Great because it will not let us give half of ourselves-it demands all of us. It demands our best.

With the best equipment in the world the man with poor judgment is in mortal danger.

The only place you can win a football game is on the field, the only place you can lose it is in your hearts.

If the human body is balanced in ph and nutrients it is not susceptible to disease.

Better we raise our skill than lower the climb

Football doesn't build character. It eliminates the weak ones.

There is no such thing as defeat except when it comes from within. As long as a person doesn't admit he is defeated, he is not defeated-he's just a little behind and isn't through fighting.

Writers have a well-deserved reputation for being eccentric. Everything you've heard is true.

It’s a strange myth that atheists have nothing to live for. It’s the opposite. We have nothing to die for. We have everything to live for.

A person that only looks to benefit from other people, usually ends up alone.

If you can integrate your life to have a kind of meditative practice that is considering others.

Wisdom comes from disillusionment.

We don't take the time to be vulnerable with each other

Understand who you are and who you want to be, and thereby learn how you may best relate to others.

Each moment is a chance for us to make peace with the world, to make peace possible for the world, to make happiness possible for the world.

Complacencies of the peignoir, and late Coffee and oranges in a sunny chair. And the green freedom of a cockatoo Upon a rug mingle to dissipate The holy hush of ancient sacrifice