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Someone had my number and they started text-stalking me. I've never replied to them. It was tempting to write back, but I resisted.
I've always said that inside of me there is a rocker that wants to come out, but I'm a romantic rocker.
Some people hide more than others, and it does intrigue me.
I'm not being naive; I realise there's no such thing as a pure reading. But I'd rather keep myself as far out of it as I can.
The love and passion I had for the game was my key. I never had that taken out of me by my parents or a silly coach.
Nice, the club where I started my career in 1983, want me to see out my playing days there.
Put three grains of sand inside a vast cathedral, and the cathedral will be more closely packed with sand than space is with stars.
Our prejudices are our mistresses; reason is at best our wife, very often heard indeed, but seldom minded.
Mandela once phoned me out of the blue while he was still president, and at first he played with me a bit.
