“Confidence is only born out of one thing ­ demonstrated ability. It is not born of anything else. You cannot dream up confidence. You cannot fabricate it. You cannot wish it. You have to accomplish it.”

I have a house in Saratoga Springs.

Nowadays, if you are afraid of confrontation, you are not going to do very well.

I’ll call somebody ‘dumb’ or ‘stupid’ if they make a dumb or stupid play. I don’t know any other word for it, and if they don’t like the word, that’s too bad.

It’s better to decide wrongly than weakly. If you’re weak, you’re likely to be wrong anyway.

If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s a quarterback who thinks playing quarterback is just about passing.

I love the game. I think it’s a great game because you find out a lot about yourself. You test your mettle every week.

You lose with potential. You win with performance.

The more you prepare beforehand, the more relaxed and creative and effective you’ll be when it counts.

I spent a lot of time with my teams, especially in the East Coast teams, talking about dealing with the elements a lot of time, and a lot of instruction about field position and those kind of things. I like that variable.

God’s been good to me, He really has.

Something goes wrong, I yell at them -‘Fix it’- whether it’s their fault or not. You can only really yell at the players you trust.

Blame no one. Expect nothing. Do something.

You are what your record says you are.

No matter how much you’ve won, no matter how many games, no matter how many championships, no matter how many Super Bowls, you’re not winning now, so you stink.

We’re not playing solitaire out here.

I don’t like celebrity quarterbacks. We don’t need those. We need battlefield commanders.

But all my people, the Palestinians and the Arabs, wish me long life and freedom.

Who are we to wish for Paradise? It will be enough if Allah spares us his wrath.

Sometimes we wish our own heart would speak of that which made it heavy with wonder.

Sometimes we wish the world could cry and tell us about that which made it pregnant with fear-filling grandeur. Sometimes we wish our own heart would speak of that which made it heavy with wonder.

It’s silence remains unbroken; no words can carry it away. Sometimes we wish the world could cry and tell us about that which made it pregnant with fear–filling grandeur.

Do yourself what you wish others to do.

To-day is ours; what do we fear? To-day is ours; we have it here. Let’s treat it kindly, that it may Wish, at least, with us to stay.

I want to be a Texan 24 hours a day.