“Growing up as a kid my father was British and a soccer player.”

Even the superstars need to be coached once in awhile.

I can’t be a hypocrite as a coach because as a player that’s what I wanted. I wanted feedback, I wanted communication from the boss.

I grew up trying to play for the Toronto Maple Leafs, not Team Canada. Didn’t even know it existed.

I was a punk. I think that’s why I’m such a good person now, because I was such a bad guy then.

I was 19 years old, pumping gas and going nowhere.

You eat and sleep it all day long and play on the streets until mom calls you in.

I went to the Hall of Fame with my dad. I can’t say I really remember too much about it.

Assistant coaches become a little bit more buddies to the players than a head coach.

I showed up for work, you can yell at me if you want, but I want input. So that’s the kind of coach I want to be.

I was kind of a high school dropout at that point because I had left school to play hockey, but no one drafted me.

Our family thought if you could be unselfish your teammates would always like you.

His idol was a guy that passed the ball a lot, Stanley Matthews.

My story is no different than anybody else’s.

I love the farm, I love growing stuff.

humans are born in truth, but we grow up believing in lies. one of the biggest lies in the story of humanity is the lie of our imperfection.

The most important beauty is not that with which you were born, but the beauty of character which grows through a woman’s life and maybe never stops growing.

One of the things I’ve had the advantage of, growing up and being close to the top management of this company and other companies for most of my life, is seeing how CEOs start to believe in their own infallibility. And that really scares me.

I’m from the Midwest, and I loved my family. I had a very good time as a child, but I was also – I have a theory about Jews growing up in the Midwest, that there is an ultimately sort of wonderful avoidance of a lot of things, and a great acceptance of whatever is happening.

Distance makes the heart grow fonder, a little bit, but there’s a certain maturity level that just comes with experience and growing up.

I don’t think I’d have been in such a hurry to reach adulthood if I’d known the whole thing was going to be ad-libbed.

Nothing has happened too fast, nothing has happened too slow. It has been a mellow rise, and I’m thankful for that. I haven’t lost my head, and I haven’t lost my desire to keep growing.