We're professional athletes. People know who we are, and if there's some way we can help with a friend or someone in need, that's a responsibility we have. I really strongly believe that.

You don't win by being good. You win with hard work and sacrifice. Without that, skill is just potential.

Forget about style; worry about results.

You never know how a single interaction with a person might affect their life, so you must constantly try to be at your best.

Blood, sweat, tears. No practice tomorrow 'cause there's no one left to beat.

Hockey is a tough game.

When you're young, you don't realize the sacrifices that people are making for you.

I couldn't wait to get on the ice. I couldn't wait to get to practice. As a kid I couldn't wait to shoot pucks or play in parking lots, or play on the river or play on the bay.

Everyone should have the same opportunity, and in many areas that's not the case because programs are built around the elite.

There are no environments where you're only going to win, because life just isn't like that.

Minor sports in the community is fun and recreation for everyone, not just the elite. I think back to my days in minor hockey and those are my fondest memories, having fun.

Making mistakes is important because it makes you wiser.

Ian was living in fairyland and in our own way we all helped him to stay there.

Sometimes you just have to hold each other’s hands and walk through it all.

We have preserved the book, and the book has preserved us.

Stories close the gap and reconcile between what we want life to be and how it actually is.

There is the fullness of our love, whereGod is knowable, whether willful or involuntary.

This bread I break was once the oat, This wine upon a foreign tree Plunged in its fruit; Man in the day or wind at night Laid the crops low, broke the grape's joy.

After all, conflict arises, does it not, through the desire to be something, to be other than what is.

I think Poe had a mission to tell us what it's all about. To answer some of the great questions of life.

Ahh, women! I never met one yet that was half as reliable as a horse!