In wrestling, people just throw each other around, possibly actually bleed, and are still friends in the locker room afterwards. But there's a real glee - a feeling goes up in the arena, especially on non-TV days. If it's just people in a room and somebody starts to bleed, that's very exciting.

Anything that is within you is a gift. To be able to take possession of that and say, "Whatever it is, I am bigger than it," is to learn to cherish even the hard and painful things.

The reality of having a kid involves day-to-day practicality - not broader philosophical outlooks.

May we all emerge from winter with our strength renewed and any unwanted pieces left under the ice.

There's this idea that there was a point in our childhood when we were in some way better than we are now and we should try to hang on to that.

You're not really going to know what a place is like 'til you've lived there a few years - you sort of just have to go with your gut.

I don't celebrate milestones and I don't do anniversary editions. It's not my style to reflect on accomplishments.