“I dream a lot about football and a lot of them have come true for me.”

Kids can have great passion and great ability but if you have the facilities for your particular sport that can give you the inspiration to become a sportsman.

My life here is perfect and I’m happy at Real Madrid so, of course, I want to stay as long as I can.

When I was seven I wanted to be a footballer, but when I was 14, I wanted to be a model. Look where it’s put me now!

The game is in a neutral country for both teams.

I knew it was my time to retire, when I saw Messi running past me.

I’ll never forget where I’m from, never forget my roots. It doesn’t matter where I live. I’m English, simple as that.

I don’t think I’m really in a situation to complain, because I consider myself to be privileged to be doing what I do.

The secret to my success is practice!

He was a quiet man, Eric Cantona, but he was a man of few words.

Soccer is a magical game.

I can play in the center, on the right and occasionally on the left side.

Being a dad is more important than football.

I am always going to have problems with the paparazzi. I have had two men outside my house for the last two years, which is frightening at times, but that is my life unfortunately.

When you have kids you do grow up. I have just started realising it now-it changes the world, having children.

I don’t have time for hobbies. At the end of the day, I treat my job as a hobby. It’s something I love doing.

No matter who our opponents are, or who we are playing against, we want to win the game.

Follow the dream, and always the dream, and only the dream.

All the dreams you planted in my eyes, will someday haunt you alive.

Dream strange things and make them look like truth.

We live as we dream – alone. While the dream disappears, the life continues painfully.

I was dreaming about my grandfather. A very old man, at least as old as I am now, 91. I thought, when I was a boy, that he had been 91 all his life. Now I feel as if I have been 91 all my life.

The Modi government started several welfare schemes for poor and realised the dream of corruption-free India.

The chilly morning breeze wakes me this whiff of fall is so welcoming, my soul craves the changing leaves along with the toasty seasonal drinks while I am wrapped in my blanket basking in warm, sweet dreams.

Dreamy eyes pierce me like thorns, devil in disguise hearts forlorn.