Success is not winning the World Cup. It may be a goal in your mind but success is having a team that is improving all the time.

If I walked on water, my accusers would say it is because I can't swim.

Football is a game that fascinates people around the World like nothing else.

Without a healthy team spirit you won't get anywhere in football.

If you have team spirit you can even beat better teams. As far as team sport is concerned China might need a change in attitude in comparison to the one in table tennis.

You need players that stand for emotion in football. Football today is a game for television.

China needs a table-tennis-like solidity in football.

First of all, it would be great for world football to have a competitive Chinese team as China traditionally has deep relation to sports in general.

Being successful means good results for the national team at first in the regional competitions like the Asian Cup and keeping in mind to go for Gold at a World Cup in the future.

China has great potentials; the people are hard-working and focused. But they have to close the gap as far as the pace of the game is concerned. Football in the future will get faster and faster.

Football is my life. I guess I can't live without it.

As a business leader you have to ask yourself, “Am I creating a consumer environment that is conducive to loyalty?” If the answer is no, FIX IT!

Most people are not going after what they want. Even some of the most serious goal seekers and goal setters, they're going after what they think they can get.

But men may construe things after their fashion, Clean from the purpose of the things themselves.

Falling out of a posture means you are human; getting back into the posture means you are a yogi.

If we don't progress, we backslide into bad habits, laziness and poor attitude.

Change is not always progress... A fever of newness has everywhere been confused with the spirit of progress.

There is no help from without, only from within.

I concentrated hard and snapped my fingers. "You don't see the sword," I told the girl. "It's just a ballpoint pen." She blinked. "Um . . . no. It's a sword, weirdo.

I have cooked turkeys in my day but when Mom's around I let her do it.

How should we begin to make amends for raising a generation obsessed with the pursuit of material wealth and indifferent to so much else?