Gordie Howe Hockey Quotes

#1. The cup which my Saviour giveth me, can it be anything but a cup of salvation?

Alexander MacLaren

#2. Rocket had that mean look on, every game we played. He was 100 percent hockey. He could hate with the best of them.

Gordie Howe

#3. Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio? A nation turns its lonely eyes to you.

Paul Simon

#4. Overall I can fairly safely say Bobby Orr impressed me more than anybody with his tremendous talents. In Bobby's first N.H.L. game he layed the lumber to Gordie's head. Later Howe retalliated and wanted to let the kid know he wasn't washed up yet.

Gordie Howe

#5. You can always get someone to do your thinking for you.

Gordie Howe

#6. The leftist is antagonistic to the concept of competition because, deep inside, he feels like a loser.

Theodore Kaczynski

#7. Lean on me," someone says in Jane Austen to a woman he scarcely knows, and there's no question but that she will, that she takes it for granted.

Barbara Vine

#8. And I never go insane missing something I never really had.

T.J. Dell

#9. It's an odd thing when there is a fan page for my daughter who is not yet 13.

Johnny Depp

#10. The kid looks good in his first game.

Gordie Howe

#11. To me, hockey was always tremendous fun. That's what kept me going for so long. I simply love to play hockey.

Gordie Howe

#12. When I first went into the active Army, you could tell someone to move a chair across the room. Now you have to tell them why.

Robert Lembke

#13. If Colleen Howe had been a hockey player, she would have been a centremen. I can see her as a centreman because you can do what you want and go wherever you want to go.

Gordie Howe

#14. And he imagines cars
and rides them in his dreams,
so lonely growing up among
the imaginary automobiles
and dead souls of Tarrytown
to create
out of his own imagination
the beauty of his wild
forebears - a mythology
he cannot inherit.

Allen Ginsberg

#15. All hockey players are bilingual. They know English and profanity.

Gordie Howe

#16. There was a hazy damp film in his eyes that I recognized from emotions in old movies, projected large on darkened screens.

Alexandra Kleeman

#17. I stand there
And no one knew me
I reach for her
She looks right through me
I can search this world over
She can't see me
I drown in tears
They look right through me

Christine Zolendz

#18. He thrust, taking me fully, three rock-my-world strokes before withdrawing, his hand lifting me slightly, resuming his slow, half-inside strokes that left me whimpering in his arms.

Alessandra Torre