“Show me someone who has done something worthwhile, and I’ll show you someone who has overcome adversity.”

At home I have a copy of the April 21, 1986, issue of ‘Sports Illustrated.’ I’m on the cover with the blurb, ‘Can Lou Do It?’ I’d just arrived at Notre Dame, and with spring football underway, I was the focal point of that week’s coverage.

Life is ten percent what happens to you and ninety percent how you respond to it.

I have no desire at all to become the winningest coach at Notre Dame. The record belongs to Knute Rockne or some other coach in the future.

When the bank asks me about my assets, I include my friendship with Regis Philbin.

See, winners embrace hard work.

I’m proud to be part of the Dr. Pepper Scholarship Giveaway. It’s a great program that gives me the chance to brighten the day for some lucky college students with free tuition.

My wife looked at me and said: ‘Boy, you are skinny, aren’t you?’ I said: ‘Honey, I’d like to remind you that it was minor defects like this that kept me from getting a better wife.’

When all is said and done, more is said than done.

How you respond to the challenge in the second half will determine what you become after the game, whether you are a winner or a loser.

We were at a beach one summer, and I had a bathing suit on.

At age nine, I got a paper route. Sixty-six papers had to be delivered to sixty-six families every day.

God knows what’s best for us, though, so there’s no need to worry when things don’t go how we originally wanted them to go.

You’ll never get ahead of anyone as long as you try to get even with him.

I was born January 6, 1937, eight years after Wall Street crashed and two years before John Steinbeck published The Grapes of Wrath, his Pulitzer Prize-winning novel about the plight of a family during the Great Depression.

My first assistant-coaching job in football was at William & Mary in 1961.

I think life is a matter of choices and that wherever we are, good or bad, is because of choices we make.

John is a standard bearer, someone that players, coaches, fans and the Raider Nation can all look up to.

The ability to love yourself so much that you forgive everything and you are at peace with yourself like a mother loves a child, not trying to be someone.

Certainly the details of our life are unique. Spending time thinking of how I am different from someone else, however, does not tend to be very productive.

Much like a wobbly toddler or an unhinged politician, one immediately looks for someone else to blame. God. Your parents. Ex-girlfriends. Undocumented immigrants. Marvin in Human Resources. China.

I wasn’t really able to love someone but I couldn’t help but want to be loved.

Someone who has acted carelessly, But later becomes careful and attentive, Is as beautiful as the bright moon emerging from the clouds.

I often say to my assistants, “Never trust anybody,” but what I mean is that you should never trust someone else to do a job exactly the way you would want it done.

If I ever fall in love again, I would like it if it were a slightly cold guy.