You know what we can be like: See a guy and think he's cute one minute, the next minute our brains have us married with kids, the following minute we see him having an extramarital affair. By the time someone says "I'd like you to meet Cecil," we shout, "You're late again with the child support!"

One minute you're a slug and the next minute you're a hero, so you don't know what to think, ... I felt bad about the (Bruins' third) goal that snuck under my glove and then that stupid play where I went out to play the puck and I got caught in no-man's land. You just feel terrible for the guys and you obviously want to do whatever you can to help out.

One minute you're a slug and the next minute you're a hero, so you don't know what to think.

One minute I was a clapped-out, two-guinea, legal-aid lawyer, and the next minute I was in parliament.

One minute, you're a slug. And the next minute, you're a hero.

Never judge someone by who he's in love with; judge him by his friends. People fall in love with the most appalling people. Take a cool, appraising glance at his pals.