“We had no refrigerator, no shower or tub, and no privacy. My parents shared the bedroom with my sister and me.”

I was raised a Catholic on both sides of the family. I went to a Catholic grade school and thought everybody in the country was Catholic, because that’s all I ever was associated with.

When I work a game as an analyst, all I do is look at the game like a coach.

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

I give opinions, not advice.

If what you did yesterday seems big, you haven’t done anything today.

I’m so old, I don’t buy green bananas any more.

Don’t tell your problems to people: eighty percent don’t care; and the other twenty percent are glad you have them.

I believe that having a spiritual life is so important in everybody’s life.

God looks after children, animals and idiots.

If he’s got golf clubs in his truck or a camper in his driveway, I don’t hire him.

The man who complains about the way the ball bounces is likely the one who dropped it.

I follow three rules: Do the right thing, do the best you can, and always show people you care.

Golf really is the best microcosm of life – or at least the way life should be.

I used to pray that God would make me a great athlete, and He never did.

The Sisters of Notre Dame at St. Aloysius Grade School influenced my life tremendously.

For victory in life, we’ve got to keep focused on the goal, and the goal is Heaven.

Luckily, many other people tell me how they have had a particular landscape photograph of mine in their office or bedroom for 15 years and it always speaks to them strongly whenever they see it

Every actor has three versions of each scene – the one that you rehearse the night before, in your bedroom.

Our cellar home had a kitchen and a combination bedroom and half bath, which meant we had a sink next to the bed.

We lived in a two-bedroom, one-bath house in St. Louis Park, Minnesota. We weren’t rich – but we felt secure.

They talked about unreasonable searches and seizures, about keeping the government out of their bedrooms.

It was just me in my bedroom. It gave me freedom and made me happy.

My pop is this big, huge man, nothing can hurt him. I went running into his bedroom like, ‘Daddy, Daddy, the boogie man’s under the bed!’ Pop opens one eye, he’s like, ‘Is the boogie man bigger than me?’ ‘

When I was about 8 or 9, I lived in New Jersey with my mother and we were seven deep in one bedroom and sometimes we didn’t have electricity.