“I’m not desperate but I know that some day I’ll be the coach again of some team.”

I’d give my life to be the national team coach.

When I wear the national team shirt, its sole contact with my skin makes it stand on an end.

Things are neither clear nor clean in the world of football right now and many people recognise this reality.

I was, I am and I always will be a drug addict. A person who gets involved in drugs has to fight it everyday.

My mother thinks I am the best. And I was raised to always believe what my mother tells me.

What I love most about Norway is you ladies. Back home I’m used to fat and hairy women journalists.

Everybody in Argentina can remember the hand of God in the England match in the 1986 World Cup. Now, in my country, the hand of God has brought us an Argentinian pope.

Messi scores a goal and celebrates. Cristiano scores a goal and poses like he’s in a shampoo commercial.

I have 23 top players and they are all ready to put on the jersey and work on the pitch and that makes you happy and then you have peace of mind.

I certainly have an advantage over some because I can pass on so much from the World Cups I played in.

I am Maradona, who makes goals, who makes mistakes. I can take it all, I have shoulders big enough to fight with everybody.

All the people that criticised me should eat their words.

Messi I think is like me, he is the best in the world along with Ronaldinho.

Stoichkov is a great person and an exceptional player, Only if we had him at Napoli can you imagine the Stoichkov-Maradona attacking duo?

Pele should go back to the museum.

Many people agree with me that many things are not clear in football these days and it is not something people who watch football deserve. The situation will be the same while football is run by people who do not understand football.

She Smells Like The rare oils of hope and Faith. She is a fragrance and incense that even the angels can sense.

Rise and shine, rise and shine. Fractious hope in life divine. Rise and flicker, rise and fade. Til’ death’s clasp I can’t evade.

What gives me the most hope every day is God’s grace; knowing that his grace is going to give me the strength for whatever I face, knowing that nothing is a surprise to God.

In the tumult of great events, solitude was what I hoped for. Now it is what I love. How is it possible to be contented with anything else when one has come face to face with history?

I hope people become inspired to become active in their community. That’s the important thing.

Having killed God, the atheist is left with no reason for being, no morality to espouse, no meaning to life, and no hope beyond the grave.

Without the grace of Jesus: a hopeless end. With the grace of Jesus: an endless hope.

Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all.