I'm proud of what I look like. I'm proud that I look like my mom.

Theres that initial reticence for some athletes to take you seriously.

I grew up watching Monday Night Football with Howard Cosell and the other guys with my dad.

We're starting to push the envelope in terms of the expectations, and you can also have your own style, personality and sense of humor, because now we're allowed to.

So my dad raised me, and he's a huge football fan.

I know I'll be under a spotlight, I know I'll be under the microscope.

When I found out I got this job, I cried, of course - I'm a girly-girl - and then I called my dad, and he cried, too. On so many levels, this is a thrill for me.

In terms of broadcasting, you have to make decisions about where you want to spend your time.

I'm comfortable with my femininity, and I don't try to change what I look like just because I'm reporting on football at the end of the night.

When I'm anchoring, I miss chasing stories in the field.

Constantly there's a credibility issue; you're judged on how you look. If you look good, people assume you aren't credible. It's a battle you'll always fight if you're on TV and a female.

How good life is when one does something good and just!

I'm not sure the least educated members of the population are missing out on the advances in medical technology as much as they are adopting harmful behavioral habits that shorten their life.

To converse with historians is to keep good company; many of them were excellent men, and those who were not, have taken care to appear such in their writings.

You can't turn a "no" to a "yes" without a "maybe" in between.

The work keeps getting deeper, more honest. I continue to work on a piece until I feel it breathe on its own.

Sovereignty must not be used for inflicting harm on anyone, whether citizen or foreigner.

No matter how nice the company one might be with, however, it is never pleasant to have a rifle pointed at one's back.

There is freedom when you realize that you are just a witness to all that is happening.

[Whenever] you get near the human race, there's layers and layers of nonsense.