When I was growing up, we always had music playing in our household. I enjoy spending time with my father singing.
I had a lot of friends in high school and in college, and we had a good time.
Maybe I'm stupid or whatever, but to me if I got a concussion, if I could see straight and I could carry a football then I'm not telling anybody.
And any time you feed your ego, it's a one-way street. . . . There were so many things I had to deal with that erased the positives I got from playing the game that it wasn't worth it. It's like eating a Big Mac and drinking a Diet Coke.
I've had a lot of clouds in my life since I got into pro football -- too many -- but now I feel like I can see really clearly for the first time. And I can see the Super Bowl from here.
Texas was such a welcoming place, and with its unbelievable history and tradition, it's extra special to be a part of that.
I want to really start focusing on what I want to accomplish and what it is I want to achieve, but not micromanaging this or that and focusing on the little things.
Saint Luke was a Saint and a Physitian, yet is dead.
I have no sense of patriotism, but I do have a sense of community.
Hindsight. It's like foresight without a future.
Now the man on duty used to be changed from time to time. Once one of these men, without giving me the slightest warning, without even asking me to leave the footpath, pushed and kicked me into the street. I was dismayed. Before I could question him as to his behaviour, Mr Coates, who happened to be passing the spot on horseback, hailed me and said: 'Gandhi, I have seen everything. I shall gladly be your witness in court if you proceed against the man. I am very sorry you have been so rudely assaulted. '