Music is a social act.

Robin used to hate to see me eat. I chewed too long for her taste. One day I figured it out. She had put two and two together. All that chewing! It was the food that was keeping me alive!

All thoughts are prey to some beast.

It wasn't their speed; it was that we didn't execute. I really thought it was more us. We just couldn't get our sync going, or our rhythm. We didn't come out and play our usual game today.

It's fairly safe to say that an African-American coach with a record like that wouldn't immediately be handed the keys to one of the most prestigious programs in America.

There's a tremendous amount of mud and debris inside the homes. There's also a 12-foot-high wall of mud and debris in their backyards.

This is the type of team that has their back against the wall, and that's a dangerous opponent with a great quarterback,

This, ... is after his head has been splattered on the floor.

A number of us talked about what we would do if we had come on him when he was loose, and you wouldn't be having a trial right now if that had occurred.

Something definitely needs to be done about this. This is just not good for any neighborhood.