“If a player leaves Marquette and doesn’t have some of my blood in him, then I don’t think I’ve done a good job.”

A team should be an extension of a coach’s personality. My teams are arrogant and obnoxious.

Most people zero in on their failures. I try to keep all my attention on a pyramid type philosophy rather than the averaging-down philosophy.

I don’t know why people question the academic training of an athlete.

You’re the best there. You’ve been all-city two years in a row. How bad can you be? You come with me and we’ll make nice music.

My rule was I wouldn’t recruit a kid if he had grass in front of his house.

Live every day as if it were Saturday night.

I’m an Einstein of the streets and an Oxford scholar of common sense.

I think everyone should go to college and get a degree and then spend six months as a bartender and six months as a cabdriver. Then they would really be educated.

Fifty percent of the doctors in this country graduated in the bottom half of their classes.

It’s so ridiculous to see a golfer with a one foot putt and everybody is saying “Shhh” and not moving a muscle.

Then we allow nineteen year-old kids to face a game-deciding free throw with seventeen thousand people yelling.

That’s it. Curtains. Off to the races. Treetops. Seashells and balloons.

Can’t win without talent, you know.

Eliminate the referees, raise the basket four feet, double the size of the basketball, limit the height of the players to 5 feet 9 inches, bring back the centre jump, allow taxi drivers in for free and allow the players to carry guns.

Don’t call me son unless you’re going to include me in your will. (When Adolph Rupp called him, “Son.”)

The people who know basketball, their elevators don’t go to the top.

Leave me like you mean it. My heart can’t keep waiting for you.

Let love cover me, just like the leaves on pavements like blankets in fall.

From the Leaves, and Downs, and Beards of Plants, we come at last to the Seeds; and here indeed seems to be the Cabinet of Nature, wherein are laid up its Jewels.”

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.

People leave because staying requires effort.

The hardest part of leaving is to make it look so easy… isn’t that the unfortunate fuckin truth.

I leave before being left. I decide.

Love is the force that leaves you colorless.