Is sending the Harlem Globetrotters and Dennis Rodman to the DPRK strange? In a word, yes.

This life is like a swimming pool. You dive into the water, but you can't see how deep it is.

I want to do for rebounds what Michael Jordan did for dunks.

Don't let what other people think decide who you are.

My rookie year, I was very immature.

I'm hungrier than those other guys out there. Every rebound is a personal challenge.

You can love me or you can hate me.

I go out there and get my eyes gouged, my nose busted, my body slammed. I love the pain of the game.

If I don't finish in the top three for the next Nobel Peace Prize, something's seriously wrong.

They say Elvis is dead. I say, no, you're looking at him. Elvis isn't dead; he just changed color.

There's no image we can't improve.

Many of the mysteries of God—the heartaches, trials, disappointments, tragedies, and the silence of God in the midst of suffering—will be revealed in heaven.

Somehow, it bothered her watching Garth’s charm directed so effectively at another. Could he convince her so easily of an untruth?

I am like God and God like me. I am as large as God. He is as small as I. He cannot above me nor I beneath him be.

The way a source strains toward the light, toward the air. Its laboring work, its effort, its black passageways like despair. That’s the way a poet looks for words. With muscles, gestures.

You don't have people chanting 'Death to America' in Israel.

You will never see the four original Pumpkins on stage ever again, unless it's a Hall of Fame thing. But you would never see a tour. There's so much damage, there's no way.

The draft is a crapshoot, so I've been very fortunate to be drafted by the Yankees, and to have spent my whole career here.

The generality of virtuous women are like hidden treasures, they are safe only because nobody has sought after them.

Garments that have once one rent in them are subject to be torn on every nail, and glasses that are once cracked are soon broken; such is man's good name once tainted with just reproach.

Not one man, in the million, shall I say? no, not in the hundred million, can rise above the belief that woman was made for man.