The more games you coach, the more comfortable you feel.

There are 30 great jobs in the NBA, and I've got one of them.

When you get punched, you have to get up.You have no other choice. If you don't, you're not going to grow, you're not going to get better as a player.

When you don't have much and you need to be at work, there's no such thing as being sick.

You can have great players, but if they dont want to be coached, what are you going to do?

I was the youngest of seven kids and I would not have been able to go to college without an athletic scholarship.

You don't think the losing is ever going to end, but when it does end, you get to enjoy it and keep working with it and keep getting it better, and that's where we are.

When you have an intense game, you're going to have arguments. I have no problem with it. I think it's healthy.

The NBA needs more of that 'it's-about-us-against-them' mentality.

I love being in the gym.

There's nothing that you can say in the paper that should affect you.

Nona needs a very dry martini.

Please don´t drown into his fears, his concrete fists don´t let him again, break the bridge of your nose with his cruel born hits. Then disappear into that mask of misery.

The word of God is full of assurance.

He looked at me now."Remember I said, 'what if I didn't want to fix your bike?'"I remembered. "Yes...""I didn't want to fix it, because I liked driving you places.

Imprisoned in every fat man a thin one is wildly signalling to be let out.

I want to say that probably 24 hours after I told CBS that I was stepping down at my 65th birthday, I was already regretting it. And I regretted it every day since.

When we talk to God, we're praying. When God talks to us, we're schizophrenic.

The virtue involved in helping those one loves is not 'selflessness' or 'sacrifice,' but integrity.

Zombies are the real lower-class citizens of the monster world and that's why l like them.

The saddest part of a broken heart Isn't the ending so much as the start The tragedy starts from the very first spark Losing your mind for the sake of your heart