They thought we were stupid to do it, (hide Jews) of course; in fact, it was beyond their comprehension that we would risk so much for Jews.

I would stand there at times and remember how beautiful God created this world, and then I would be reassured that he would certainly take care of me and all of my loved ones.

By the end of the war, I could pick out Jewish people almost as if I had a sixth sense about it, even if they had blue eyes and blond hair. I would have been a very valuable Gestapo person.

I had no real communication with anyone at the time, so I was totally dependent on God. And he never failed me.

I felt peace, even though I was still scared to death. I thought that, whatever would happen to me - I could still be killed. I didn't know - and in what I'd already been through, God was in control.

This pouring thoughts out on paper has relieved me. I feel better and full of confidence and resolution.

To me it was real war and my life was at stake, and I believe that all those clandestine spy games we played as children helped when the Occupation came.

All during that prison time I really lived by prayer. Be in prayer always, we're told, and back then I was.

But miracles still happen, even if we don't think they do.

After the prayer they executed an armed robbery. That sounds very strange this many years later: prayer and then armed robbery.

I'm sorry to say it, but it was hard on me to see life continue all around.

He who seeks ecstasy in love should not complain of suffering.

There's something to be said in favor of working in isolation in the real world.

Being a first-round draft pick means nothing to me without my education.

When people refer to 'Back in the Day,' it was a Wednesday. Just a little fun fact for you.

I hope no one asks me to show them the ropes; I have no idea where they are. Maybe I could pull some strings and find out.

Mistakes quickly pile up and coalesce into a reputation, and a reputation is hard to shake.

Those who rise first are morally superior. It's a universal law.

Part of you just has to be in service of processing things and getting them out.

Dream Big. Start small. Act now.

The opportunity is not in being momentarily popular with the anonymous masses. It's in being missed when you're gone, in doing work that matters to the tribe you choose.