For all his horses, knighthoods and championships, he hasn't got two of what I've got. And I don't mean balls!

I wouldn't say I was the best manager in the business. But I was in the top one.

We had a good team on paper. Unfortunately, the game was played on grass.

Don't send me flowers when I'm dead. If you like me, send them while I'm alive.

If a chairman sacks the manager he initially appointed, he should go as well.

If I had an argument with a player we would sit down for twenty minutes, talk about it and then decide I was right!

Players lose you games, not tactics. There's so much crap talked about tactics by people who barely know how to win at dominoes.

On occasions I have been big-headed. I think most people are when they get in the limelight. I call myself Big Head just to remind myself not to be.

They say Rome wasn't built in a day, but I wasn't on that particular job.

Saturday comes again, welcome or not, it comes again like it always does, welcome or not, wanted or not, another judgment day - The chance to be saved, the chance to be damned.

If God had wanted us to play football in the sky, He'd have put grass up there.

Homeschool history tells of more than two centuries of home-teaching influence on American education, although it has been largely obscured by the drawn curtains of conventional bias.

Do not all charms fly / At the mere touch of cold philosophy?

Remember, there is no peace without peaceful exchange.

This world should be much more open and should be much more free, so the young people would have the chance to exercise the quality of their lives.

Carmen didn't like change, and she certainly didn't like endings.

Every artistic form has its golden age, and unfortunately I think the golden age for whatever I do probably ended about 1990.

I'm still an amateur, of course, but I became rugby's first millionaire five years ago.

When I was a teenager, you couldn't get straight pants. Then in '76, when punk started to hit, it was a revelation that you could find straight pants again.

... one always believes one's own town to be more stupid than any other.

The body is mortal and the mind is mortal; both, being compounds, must die.