When you play soccer, most of the time you got to get the ball moving, but once you get into that attacking third you gotta be creative, you gotta let your talent take over.

All I can say is, hey, if you have fun doing what you do, if you have fun playing soccer, the creativity is just going to come as time goes on.

I'm not worried. My time will come.

I think everything happens for a reason and all the things that happened to me - good, bad - I'm glad they did. It's made me ready for life, for adulthood.

My mom was always the supplier of soccer balls, and so people were always knocking on my door, and trying to get me out so we could play.

A lot of people have been hyped up to be great but just disappeared. I promised myself I wouldn't be one of them.

You can't do anything to help your team win when you don't play.

I haven't done anything yet, but I want to be the best in the world.

I play a lot of Playstation, and always trying to look pretty for the girls.

I'm very young. This gives me a perfect opportunity to play for a good team and be close to home, to grow as a player. (on signing for D.C. United)

I've got a long way to go. I'm not in a hurry.

Elaine: Ugh, I hate people.Jerry: Yeah, they're the worst.

And there you sit, gloating over what you have done, as if you were a martyr or a public benefactor -- as complacent and smug and misunderstood as a princess from the moon forced to herd goats!

You can never control the main outcomes of your life without controlling your mental attitude.

Chronocanine Envy: Sadness experienced when one realized that, unlike one's dog, one cannot live only in the present tense. As Kierkegaard said, "Life must be lived forward.

Without that poise and balance and gentle humor and caring sense, nothing happens at all. It's just egotism and vanity and jealousy and possessiveness.

Let your life be a counter friction to stop the machine.

Watch for the devil. When there’s a god, there’s always a legion of devils.

All wars are crusades, or we're made to feel they are. That's just what's so wicked about them. We're made to feel - not think - and people can't think when they feel.

Your heart, Mary Karr, he'd say. His pen touched my sternum, and it felt for all the world like the point of a dull spear as he said, Your heart knows what your head don't. Or won't.

Lisa Lampanelli lost 100 pounds, but that's because she was poached for ivory.