Words are wise men's counters, they do but reckon by them; but they are the money of fools.

The pursuit of knowledge is a journey without end.

The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.

I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.

I love competing. I love the rush. I love the challenge. I love the pressure.