Maybe I'm sort of like the players - there's still a lot of little boy in me.

You can't be common, the common man goes nowhere; you have to be uncommon

Let me start with issuing you a challenge: Be better than you are. Set a goal that seems unattainable, and when you reach that goal, set another one even higher.

When you pull on that jersey, you represent yourself and your teammates, and the name on the front is a hell of a lot more important than the one on the back. Get that through your head!

You were born to be a player. You were meant to be here. This moment is yours.

Great moments are born from great opportunities.

The name on the front is a hell of a lot more important than the one on the back.

Write your own book instead of reading someone else's book about success

This is your time. Their time is done. It's over. I'm sick and tired of hearing about what a great hockey team the Soviets have. Screw 'em. This is your time. Now go out there and take it!

You must have goals in your life, or otherwise be prepared to be used by those who do have them.

Win, lose, or tie, you're gonna play like champions!

Children act on the words they hear.May your words be gracious to the hearing of children.May your words inspire and challenge children to fulfill their true potential.

Outstanding leaders go out of their way to boost the self esteem of their personnel. If people believe in themselves it s amazing what they can accomplish.

Is it some law of human nature that you inevitably become whatever your first commander was?

You have to track every single thing you eat if you want to keep posting big numbers on the scale each week.

If you open your heart and become like a child, you will always be blissful, always content.

God's light is real, it is available to all. It has the power to soften the sting of the deepest wound.

I'll be a good boy, please make me well. I promise you anything, get me out of this hell. Cold turkey has got me on the run.

Some things are private, Ethan. Even for grown-ups.

It is tempting to ascribe Katrina, Rita and now Wilma to global warming effects, but I am not sure that would pass statistical muster.

Hold my hand because I might disappear.