Whatever I try to do, I always try to give it my best and try to be a killer because, at the end of the day, if you don't work hard, you are not going to get food on your table.

I watched a lot of Scottie Pippen, Magic Johnson, Kevin Durant, and a lot of Paul Pierce. I used to watch Tracy McGrady as well along with Kevin Garnett.

With back-to-backs, a lot of games, sometimes you think, 'I've got to take a day off today.' But you have to push through it. The greats did.

I know that guys can't guard me one-on-one.

Milwaukee is really quiet. The people here are really respectful. They can see me in the street, walking on the road. I can go to anyplace in Milwaukee without people being all over me. I appreciate that.

When you're young, it's hard to lead people that are older than you.

A lot of players will tell you, 'When I was a kid, I watched Kobe Bryant, Michael Jordan, LeBron, Magic, and I wanted to be just like them.' For me, it wasn't like that at all.

I love Milwaukee! I'm going to be in Milwaukee 20 years! I'll be here so long, they'll be sick of me!

I'm a guy who doesn't really care about glamour and big markets; I like to be home all day.

I get up in the morning, I take a shower, and I go to practice. When I'm finished, the only thing that's on my mind is to go back home and spend time with my family.

At first, when my agent told me, 'They want you to do an interview, a piece for '60 Minutes,' I was like, 'What is '60 Minutes?''

I think my rookie, I was just having fun. I was 18, and I was living the American dream.

Tim Duncan did it. Dirk Nowitzki did it. I just want to be one of those guys... that stays for the city, play for the city for 20 years.

I think my jump shot could get a lot, lot better. I could become a really big threat out there.

Of course, I know by growing older, I'm going to become stronger, smarter, and know the game better.

You can never come back fresher after the all-star break. I always try to do what I do, try to take care of my body, get some weights in, feel a little bit stronger and ready to push through 25 games.

Gregg Popovich is among the greatest coaches ever.

You never know how life turns out.

I am a boring guy, I think.

I just stay home all the time. But the things I have learned outside of basketball is you got to take care of your body.

I try to come in, try to defend, help on defense, play as hard as possible and do whatever my coach and my teammates tell me and try to listen and get better.

Just every day try to be a leader, try to get better and to help my team win. I just want to be more vocal, like talk more so my teammates can know I got their back.

I can't take my mind off basketball.

My dad was a soccer player. He didn't know anything about basketball - nothing.

The first time I played basketball was with my dad and my older brother Thanasis.

I wanted to be a soccer player.

I'm one of the best players in the league.

My goal is to win in Milwaukee, bring a championship in the city, and make the team a lot better. So I would never leave for L.A.

I always had to be there for my family. I think that helped me a lot to adjust to the NBA.

Cooking isn’t taught,” Patch said. “It’s inherent. Either you’ve got it or you don’t. Like chemistry. You think you’re ready for chemistry?” I pressed the knife down through the tomato; it split in two, each half rocking gently on the cutting board. “You tell me. Am I ready for chemistry?” Patch made a deep sound I couldn’t decipher and grinned.

Before I could stop myself, I punched his arm. “Careful,” he said in a low voice. “They might think we’re flirting.

I study her,” Patch said. “I figure out what she’s thinking and feeling. She’s not going to come right out and tell me, which is why I have to pay attention. Does she turn her body toward mine? Does she hold my eyes, then look away? Does she bite her lip and play with her hair, the way Nora is doing right now?” Laughter rose in the room. I dropped my hands to my lap. “She’s game,” said Patch, bumping my leg again. Of all things, I blushed.

That was a good fight back in the gym,” he said. “But I think you could benefit from a few more boxing lessons.

Who wants to kill you?” the guy asked. He was still looking over his shoulder, but his expression was puzzled. “There’s nobody there,” the girlfriend told me. “You’re making them think they can’t see you, aren’t you?” I said to Patch, awed by his power even as I despised his use of it.

No, hear me out. The long answer to that question is that everything about me has changed since meeting you. What I wanted five months ago is different from what I want today. Did I want a human body? Yes, very much. Is it my top priority now? No." He looked at me with serious eyes."I gave up something I wanted for something I need. And I need you, Angel. More than I think you'll ever know. ~Patch

You’ve never been to school, ever? If that’s true— and you’re right, I don’t think it is—what made you decide to come this year?” “You....Your eyes, Nora. Those cold, pale gray eyes are surprisingly irresistible.” He tipped his head sideways, as if to study me from a new angle. “And that killer curvy mouth

Because I thought I was in love. And when you think you're in love, you are willing to stick it out and make it work until it is love.

I love you more than I think I should.

Thinking. A process by which I use my brain to make a rational decision.

Why did everyone think I needed a new boyfriend? I didn't need a new boyfriend. I'd had enough of boyfriends to last a lifetime. The only thing a boyfriend was good for was a shattered heart.

Cheshvan starts tonight," Rixon said, "What are you doing arsing around in a graveyard?" "Thinking." "Thinking?" "A process by which I use my brain to make a rational decision.

I think I'm more of a guardian angel girl.

You sound worked up. Really worked up. No, that's not it. You sound agitated...flustered...aroused." I could feel her eyes widen. "He kissed you, didn't he?" No answer. "He did! I knew it! I've seen the way he looks at you. I knew this was coming. I saw it from a mile away." I didn't want to think about it. "What was it like?" Vee pressed. "A peach kiss? A plum kiss? Or an al-fal-fa kiss?" "What?" "Was it a peck, did mouths part, or was there tongue? Never mind. You don't have to answer that. Patch isn't the kind of guy to deal with preliminaries. There was tongue involved. Guaranteed.

He bowed is head into my throat, groaning softly. "I loved you long before you loved me. Its the only thing I have you beat at, and ill bring it up every chance I get." His mouth pressed to my skin, took on a devilish curve. "Lets get out of here. I'm taking you back to my place, this time for good. We have unfinished business, and I think its time we do something about it.

Quit calling me Grey. It makes me sound like I’m a boy. Like Dorian Gray.” “Dorian who?” I sighed. “Just think up something else. Plain old Nora works too, you know.” “Sure thing, Gumdrop.” I grimaced. “I take that back. Let’s stick with Grey.

If I were thinking straight, I'd take you home right now,

It was bad enough when I thought your ghost was haunting me; I don't think I could handle the real thing.

I gave up something I wanted for something I need. And I need you, Angel. More than I think you'll ever know.

You think the two of us and a slummy motel make for a dangerous combination?

I shouldn't have been looking at lingerie. It naturally made me think about sexy things. Like kissing. Like Patch.