The magic gets lost in translation.

You're not allowed to give yourself a nickname. This holds true in life as well as in poker.

The truth is that our way of celebrating the Christmas season does spring from myriad cultures and sources, from St. Nicholas to Coca-Cola advertising campaigns.

Living in the past is a Jethro Tull album, not a smart poker strategy.

Even though we're a week and a half away from Thanksgiving, it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas.

You can't take up golf on a whim and find yourself competing against Tiger Woods in the Masters six months later.

Sometimes a 3-1 favorite loses. That's why they call it gambling, and that's why they keep flipping over the cards.

Wal-Mart doesn't really care about your faith. Wal-Mart cares if you have money to spend, and it is going to be as generic as possible in exploiting the holiday season for every buck it can make.

That's why I've always been appreciative of truly creative radio commercials.

Christian Bale has a kind of genetically engineered handsomeness that's perfect for [John Preston]. He's also a better actor than he ever gets credit for being.

I've been playing Texas Hold 'em and other forms of poker since I was about 12.

My mother's last word to me clanks inside me like an iron bell that someone beats at dinnertime: love, love, love, love, love.

A life is a moment in season. A life is one snowfall. A life is one autumn day. A life is the delicate, rapid edge of a closing door's shadow. A life is a brief movement of arms and of legs.

Sustainability is about profit...it is the opportunity of the century

Do I have a message? Yes, I do. Here's my message: as scary as the world is – and it is – it is merely a ride ...

There is only one direction. (Down.) There is only one color. (Black.) And there is only one number (Zero.)

Why doesn't my stupid brain understand that I always wanted to be you? No you; no,no..you.Hey,you! now what are you smiling at.

At the end of the day you have to keep emotions away.

I came into music just because I wanted the bread. It's true. I looked around and this seemed like the only way I was going to get the kind of bread I wanted.

The distance between yourself and another person is the same as the distance between yourself and yourself.

Grief is the tax we pay on our attachments.