I had to come up with some criteria to help me; i.e., what the favor was, if it was legitimate, if it was in no way compromising, and if there would be a benefit some way by my participation.

Coming out of BYU's football spring, 1999, practice: We might have a chance to be pretty good.

Those who have succeeded have also had the ability to overcome adversity, disappointment, and even tragedy in their lives.

The goals and successes of my professional life pale in comparison to my personal goals of an eternal family, receiving exaltation and being with the Savior again.

I'd rather lose and live in Provo than win and live in Laramie

I just feel that you reach a point when its time to move on.

I suspect that these traits-desire, commitment, and good work habits-are important in all facets of our lives. . .

Once I made the commitment to fully live my religion, it was never a problem.

I can't think of anything I would do differently in my life. It would be nice to undo some of my mistakes I made over the years, but then I wouldn't have grown professionally or personally.

Edwards said the greatest moment of his career was winning the national championship. The lowest moment (of my career) happens every time we lose to Utah.

If we have to go through a mental exercise, yes or no, every time we are faced with a tough decision, we will continue to have trouble with living what we supposedly believe.

Entrepreneurs don't have weekends or birthdays or holidays. Every day is my weekend, my birthday, my holiday. OR, every day is my work day. Mostly it's a choice.

I don't think it matters how many parents you've got, so long as the ones who are around make their presence in a long way.

We're born with success. It is only others who point out our failures, and what they attribute to us as failure.

I work 338 days a year, 16 hours a day.

I find that the three truly great times for thinking thoughts are when I am standing in the shower, sitting on the john, or walking. And the greatest of these, by far, is walking.

Someone has said that the marks of a strong church are wet eyes, bent knees, and a broken heart. We'll never be powerful until we let God be God and jealously guard His honor.

Such a morning it is when love leans through geranium windows and calls with a cockerel's tongue. When red-haired girls scamper like roses over the rain-green grass, and the sun drips honey.

No one can have it all, at the same time. I've never seen that.

Everyone is on the same page and putting their best foot forward.